Mike Miller Lyrics

Stiff-arm the competition then run thru a brick wall

Property owners pissed off, the soup man enthralled

The voices in my thoughts outnumber me like ten to one

One wants to know how I feel another wants the numbers

And a third Says I can trust him

In my head there are three judges

Green on me at all times like an evergreen

Blew the budget who the fuck is gonna fund the sequel

No amount of time will pass where we all get viewed as equals

In the eyes of the law

Suma Cum laude you cant repaint walls

The way he assumed guilt in the whip

Might as well just called me a spic

Spin the wheel like there's even prizes to win

Soup be smoking loud and Soup be clocking out

I go get the scale make them reweigh the amount

I know robo trips I know big blunts

I know lines of suboxone

And I been shorted on a quarter before

Frankly, I been shorted on more

Pray to god but I don't prostrate

Crossed over all my demons between the legs Johnny

If she want soup for breakfast lunch and dinner

And the abolition of the Senate then she's a keeper she's a winner

Spit with one shoe on Mike Miller

Double OT thrilled

Once we done buying all the things we didn't have when we were young

What will we do and where will we go?

This that Rood Foody Giuliani flow

I heard that people wanted more

She's a gifted pupil wants to know the logistics

Wants to interpret graphs with top notch experts

Doctors, Rock stars Molecular Scissors

Have a fun time tryna figure that shit out

Medical clout

How come I saw a Facebook ad for Adderall?

This fuck Zuck Jesse Pinkman with the stims

Rood foody Giuliani Run your money where's my Stimmy?

Where's my stimmy?

Where's my Gucci feature?

Where's my Wayne Coyne feature?

Soup be smoking loud and Soup be clocking out

I go get the scale make them re weigh the amount