5 AM in Miami

Yea yea yea, aye aye yeaaaaa o
Yella Boy, yea yea yea aye

I just hopped off the plane i got jet lag, off the plane
Cooling with my zoes in miami, in miami
I just grabbed the brabba where the green at, where the green at
And now i'm linking with a spanish mami

UH just hopped out the plane
Hop inna a fast whip, and i'm switching my lanes
I'm not feeling no pain, i'm smoking on a pen
Yella Boy my gang we blowing marijeanne uh

Bad lil bitch in miami beach, pull up in this bitch she gimme a brain
Flex in this bitch when i want, other niggas be trying but they never do the same

I remember, i remember working overnight
Now 5 am in miami just landed from a flight
White bitch, yeah
She likes my accent, oh yeah
She all in my chest, oh yeah
She smelling my scent, yeah
She said i'm the best, aye

I just hopped off the plane i got jet lag, off the plane
Cooling with my zoes in miami, in miami sak pase
I just grabbed the brabba where the green at
And now i'm linking with a spanish mami

In south miami with my boy Rio, rio
In other words he makes them birds talk, he makes them birds talk
Fucking up the streets with my zoes, with my zoes
Made a pit stop in Lil Haiti, in lil haiti
I'm from the 414 came to the 305, 305
I'm trynna fuck it up and have a good time
5 am blowing gas out at South beach, south beaaach
And i don't give a fuck about the police, yeaaaa yeaa aye aye

I just hopped off the plane i got jet lag, off the plane
Cooling with my zoes in miami, in miami
I just grabbed the brabba where the green at, where the green at
And now i'm linking with a spanish mami



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Writer(s): Bryell Zigler
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