Lyrics

[Chorus]
We in Miami, palm trees
Miami
I'm riding a demon full speed
A demon
Let's have a kid, I want yo' seed
A kiddie
Feet in the sand, walking the beach
Just got a text, the PJ on the way
Lunch on the boat, I told the captain watch the waves
Dior bikini grip my waist (On God)
Control the ocean and the waves
I just Cartier my shades
[Verse 1]
Just book the flight, new Dior luggage for vacation
I'm in Miami, eatin' Creole with the Haitians
These hoes be lurking on my 'Gram for motivation
I'm starting feel like Weezy Wee on Dedication
Them girls be dancing at the office, bringing bands in every night
I remember that time I told Sierra I was tired of dancing every night
I remember that time when Romo and Chico Juan was having a money fight
Play with 2V's, g'on pull up with sticks and guns, ain't coming to talk or fight
[Verse 2]
Sex on the beach and Gucci slides
The Tesla doors go up just like a butterfly
A brown skinned girl with pretty eyes
Pull up in that brand new Maybach, shittin' on 'em
Plus her booty match her thighs
[Chorus]
We in Miami, palm trees
Miami
I'm riding a demon full speed
A demon
Let's have a kid, I want yo' seed
A kiddie
Feet in the sand, walking the beach
Just got a text, the PJ on the way
Lunch on the boat, I told the captain watch the waves
Dior bikini grip my waist (On God)
Control the ocean and the waves
I just Cartier my shades
[Verse 3]
From Miami to Atlanta, they showing all the love
Jumped on the yacht, we livin' lavish, rich **** goin' up
Told that **** I'm far from average, so please don't try your luck
Just like Rihanna, I'm a savage, 2V's don't give a fuck
He be on Collins everyday, that's why he ride around with a stick
Pulled up in a Wraith, two pretty fine ass hoes, boffum 'em was thick
From Fulton County, back to Dade
Used to be on Ashtonson sitting on the block, now I'm at the Clearport
Flew to Miami, set it on fire like I was hell born
On the beach switching positions
Bad bitch look like JT, met that bitch at Finger Lickin'
In Miami playing with 2V's and them Zoe's gon' get to blitzin'
Yeah, bitch, and that's no cap
[Chorus]
We in Miami, palm trees
Miami
I'm riding a demon full speed
A demon
Let's have a kid, I want yo' seed
A kiddie
Feet in the sand, walking the beach
Just got a text, the PJ on the way
Lunch on the boat, I told the captain watch the waves
Dior bikini grip my waist (On God)
Control the ocean and the waves
I just Cartier my shades
[Outro]
We in Miami, palm trees
Miami
I'm riding Miami full speed
Miami
Let's have a kid, I want yo' seed
A kiddie
Feet in the sand, walking the beach
Just got a text, the PJ on the way
Written by: Ernst Schettini, Essiance Davis, James Nixon
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