Lyrics:
the first week
The day after I'm coming at you on a smurf beat
Becuase he got the base to hit you on the head like a 4 by 4
Now back it up for me I'm
of mouf)
I sold 350 the first week
The day after I'm coming at you on a smurf beat
Becuase he got the base to hit you on the head like a 4 by 4
Now
beats by sarz
Had me cuffed up like I'm locked behind Bars
And that's the tip of the Iceberg when i put the tip in she tip over the jam Jar splash hard
didn't matter
Painting on the beaches of Miami smoking diesel
Accompanied by demons, we both got our reasons
First it was i love you now we don't know what
the lone
Step out my way cause i'm gone
Silk on my body
New fashion for this
Right out the lobby
Gon cash out a zip
Touchdown Miami
She tryna get lit
Silk
on
The big screen then hit every trap and traveled on
Past, present to Texas to Alabama strong
(I'm tha King)
Down in Miami, up to Louisiana homes
From
on where I'm arriving
I need plenty fabrics I'm on rodeo shopping
Skip that winter weather I'm in Miami on Collins
Old school whip topless
Box Chevy
let me see that dump truck
Come correct when you talkin’ to a boss
Shawty from Miami but she know I’m from New York
Tryna dive in I’m on top
and enter and breakin' (they giving it up)
I shake the pot, made it jump to an 80 (jump)
Smokin' Jamaican, eyes low as an Asian
I'm all in Miami, strapped
me geeked (that money got me)
I'm in Miami runnin' with my heat (in Miami runnin' with my dawgs)
Ratatouille, boy, I'm comin' for my cheese (comin'
party I bought my pole in
Pull up TRX truck that scat pack just ain't fast enough
50k at boobytrap Miami hoes is bad as fuck
200 in the 'rari I was
j'ai envie yeah that's the vibe
Real estate crypto-money my nigga yeah that's the vibe
I'm the type of nigga that be smoking in your kitchen
Don't worry
on a 100 thousand dollas'
Lion fur coat I'm a put you in Mufasa (Aye)
Saw you walk by I had to holla'
I'm a take the top of the Porsche like Ta-Da
Skrt Skrt,
and they ask, "Where I'm at?"
You can catch me in Miami
Los Angeles, that's my plan B
ATL, my heart, my candy
Through and through, can't understand me
(To
my number when she calling
She just want it in Miami pull the hair up out her noggin
Yeah my new bitch with the drama with the hands I’m talking boxing
make assumptions
Heart got stolen by the streets just in case you wonder
With my brother stay discreet plot to put you under
Ball like Miami hot as heat
know?)
You go and get that Mack diesel, right
hey, the man from Atlanta to way out in Cali (okay)
Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami
Now I'm laughing with some bitches in my sheets
Yeah I gotta get it gotta eat
Imma put a band up on my feet
Imma hit Miami for the week
Gotta get it
ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know
of Meech
Shootouts in Miami, can't spend no time on the beach
Do or die, get a plug, I got a hundred ki
Brought her to Florida, she fell in love with
Posed to be saving this money
I'm spending this money n taking these trips
Ain't got no Ls couldn't get me a rental I'm riding in Uber's n Lyfts
I'm
on that rah-rah, man a boss
I'm from T-Dot, you might get dub up if you floss
In the wrong part of town, in the wrong time of day
I got love inna mi
back to Miami, she ain't see me in days
I take time out to myself, I be stuck in my ways
But I left shit in the past, now I'm turning the page, yeah
It's
V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard
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