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[Intro]
Ayy
Coolie, what's happenin', ****?
What it do, Sad?
One take
Tell these **** why Stevo really loved Miami, ****
This shit like a second home to him, ****
And I ain't talkin' 'bout that South Beach shit, man, I'm talkin' 'bout that over the, over the bread shit, man
Let 'em know that
You know we goin' dumb, man, we started First 48, man
Fingalicking, Tippy's, all the good food, all the shit you boom
Yeah
Come vibe on my side (1900)
[Chorus]
Look, it's a midnight, I'm with the zoes in Miami (Yeah)
I don't make these plays, who gon' take care of my family? (Then who gon' take care of my family?)
Soft for these hoes, **** sweet like some candy (Like some candy)
Steppin' on these ****, ayy, your money come in handy (Huh?)
Parkin' Lambos, we just pulled up to the office (Yeah)
Baby, we put Cubans on our neck because we bosses (Bitch, we bosses)
Pullin' up at Tootsie's, I don't be in here too often (Straight up, nah)
**** wanna play, my money long, I bought a coffin (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
You know I'm VIP, ****, pull up to The Licking (Come on)
Be careful what you order 'round this bitch, you'll get a biscuit (Huh?)
Plan to be a rich, old **** when I'm finished (That's when I'm finished)
Golds in they mouth and they standin' on that business (Yeah)
We parkin' foreigns in the lot, King of Diamonds
Bustin' down APs and them Rollies 'cause we shinin' (Yeah)
You rap **** ain't never been in the hood, y'all be lyin' (**** lyin')
We leave in G5, do a hundred, we just slidin'
I know some Brown Sub ****, some Lincoln Field ****
Some 24 ****, they just come and kill ****
And we at Tippy's, I just brought my lil' ****
I'm fuckin' with Miami, just a bunch of real ****
Know some **** in the Cutlers, treat me like a brother
My Little Haiti bitch, I'll take her to meet my mother (Yeah)
You can't come around these real ****, you a buster (Buster)
The bitch ain't tryna suck a **** dick, like, "Fuck her" (Huh?)
[Chorus]
Look, it's a midnight, I'm with the zoes in Miami (Yeah)
I don't make these plays, who gon' take care of my family? (Then who gon' take care of my family?)
Soft for these hoes, **** sweet like some candy (Like some candy)
Steppin' on these ****, ayy, your money come in handy (Huh?)
Parkin' Lambos, we just pulled up to the office (Yeah)
Baby, we put Cubans on our neck because we bosses (Bitch, we bosses)
Pullin' up at Tootsie's, I don't be in here too often (Nah)
**** wanna play, my money long, I bought a coffin (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
We high on that lean (Uh-huh), headed to that Chef Creole (Come on)
We rockin' Cubans, we ain't worried 'bout no Deebo (No Deebo)
Shootin' jump shots on the line like a free throw (Yeah)
Forgis on my dunkin', I just did it for my ego (For my ego)
I need a Jayda Wayda, I feel like Luh Tyler
Runnin' with the scammers, got my room all for sliders
I'm steady droppin' tapes, city on fire (City on fire)
Smokin' Runtz, we get higher, we get higher (Yeah)
Rollin' up some grabba, we headed to the Lexx
I only want some money, bitch, I don't want no sex (Nah)
First 48, let's see if you can pass the test (Yeah, pass that)
PBG, we got hoods in the south and the west (PBG)
Real ****, I got love for the chicos (Yeah)
Miami Gardens, Opa-locka, I got peoples (Yeah, I got peoples)
In Hialeah, we just bought some Casamigos (Casamigos)
I bought a Cuban, this shit like a half a kilo (Huh?)
[Chorus]
Look, it's a midnight, I'm with the zoes in Miami (Yeah)
I don't make these plays, who gon' take care of my family? (Then who gon' take care of my family?)
Soft for these hoes, **** sweet like some candy (Like some candy)
Steppin' on these ****, ayy, your money come in handy (Huh?)
Parkin' Lambos, we just pulled up to the office (Yeah)
Baby, we put Cubans on our neck because we bosses (Bitch, we bosses)
Pullin' up at Tootsie's, I don't be in here too often (Nah)
**** wanna play, my money long, I bought a coffin (Yeah)
Yeah, man
West LA all the way to MIA, man
And you can get it any way, man
We very dangerous on this side, man
You feel me?
Lincoln Fields, Brown Sub, Little Haiti, 24
You feel me?
That's my side right there, man
This my side of the town, man
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