Mileage
Playboi Carti Lyrics


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yeah, let's get it
Bitch, brr

Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies
Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage

Ooh, Miley Cyrus
Ooh yeah, Miley, Miley
Ooh yeah, Miley Cyrus
Ooh yeah, Miley, Miley
Wayne's World
Ooh yeah, Kylie, Kylie
Ooh yeah, Calabasas
Ooh yeah, Kendall, Kylie
Adidas deal
Ooh yeah, shoutout Kanye
Ooh yeah, crazy girls, ooh yeah, every Friday

Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies
Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage

Malibu, that's casual
Got the Michael Duke
Fit you with grab the tool
I'm with them animals
It's a real nigga, annual
Your hoe on automatic, put her on manual
She can't handle me, handle me and Betty Boop
You're lookin' for me, I'm in Saks Fifth Avenue
I just went and bought me some flashbangs
You can disappear, disrespectin' that gang
Travel Gold, ratata
You talkin' rarara
She got more mileage than a car, haha
And she just pull up to the spot (spot, spot)

Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies
Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage




Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage
Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage

Overall Meaning

“Mileage” by Playboi Carti featuring Chief Keef presents a strikingly controversial perspective towards women as objects for male pleasure. Throughout the song, both rappers interchangeably refer to women as cars by measuring their body count and sexual experiences as “mileage.” The use of Miley Cyrus as a symbol for women with “mileage” is intended to showcase the hypocrisy of pop culture, where the same woman who used to be a role model for young girls, is now objectified by men. The lyricism bluntly pushes the limits of complacency, and by naming a celebrity, it gives a more explicit reference to the obsessive culture of entertainment and the human tendency to consume when it comes to sexuality.


The lyrics further degrade women by reducing them to mere objects of male desire, where they are described as a tool, an animal, and sexual satisfaction. The song’s chorus repeatedly emphasizes how the sexual experiences of women are translated into their “Mileage”. The choice of words such as “catchin’ bodies” portrays women in a dehumanizing light and reinforces toxic masculinity. The lyrics reflect gender inequalities and suggest that women are not valued for their personalities, but their physical attributes that revolve around satisfying male desire.


Line by Line Meaning

yeah, let's get it Bitch, brr
The singers are hyping up the song and telling the listeners to get ready for it.


Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage Don't care, that pussy got some mileage, mileage Don't care, your pussy got some mileage, mileage
The singers are making a derogatory statement about women's bodies by saying that the fictional character Miley Cyrus, who is catching bodies or killing people, has had a lot of sexual partners and therefore her vagina has high mileage. They continue to repeat this statement, saying that they don't care if the character in the song or the listener has had a lot of sexual partners.


Ooh, Miley Cyrus Ooh yeah, Miley, Miley Ooh yeah, Miley Cyrus Ooh yeah, Miley, Miley Wayne's World Ooh yeah, Kylie, Kylie Ooh yeah, Calabasas Ooh yeah, Kendall, Kylie Adidas deal Ooh yeah, shoutout Kanye Ooh yeah, crazy girls, ooh yeah, every Friday
This part of the song is mostly a list of name-dropping, where the singers mention different celebrities (Miley Cyrus, Kylie Jenner, Kendall Jenner, Kanye West) and places (Calabasas). They also mention 'crazy girls' and the fact that there are parties every Friday.


Malibu, that's casual Got the Michael Duke Fit you with grab the tool I'm with them animals It's a real nigga, annual Your hoe on automatic, put her on manual She can't handle me, handle me and Betty Boop You're lookin' for me, I'm in Saks Fifth Avenue I just went and bought me some flashbangs You can disappear, disrespectin' that gang Travel Gold, ratata You talkin' rarara She got more mileage than a car, haha And she just pull up to the spot (spot, spot)
This section of the song has a few different themes, including: the artists being in Malibu and being casual, them having weapons and hanging out with dangerous people, a reference to the fake character Betty Boop, them being in luxury store Saks Fifth Avenue, and someone having a lot of sexual partners (getting 'more mileage than a car'). The artists also mention buying 'flashbangs,' a type of grenade used to disorient enemies.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jordan Carter, Jordan Timothy Jenks, Keith Cozart

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