Miami
Yeah, yeah
SP, SP
Yeah, yeah
Ok, yeah, yeah
Let's go
Might take a trip to Miami, yeah
You're bitch sweet like some candy, yeah
Linked up last night, yeah
Now she dropping her panties
Feel like I won like a Grammy
Your bitch nice, yeah she dandy
Don't talk to me, you is a randy
Whipping it up, like I was Ramsay
I'm so litty, yeah
I'm in the city, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
Throwing all hundreds, no dubs
Got me a cup, I'm in the club
Pull up on me, I'm like what's up
Don't fuck with me, don't test your luck
Yeah yeah, damn, damn
Don't fuck with me, don't test your luck
Hollows start flying, that boy had to duck
When she saw me she feeling starstruck
Duck lip shawty, yeah she wanna' suck
Woah
You think that you're lucky, let's see then
You know that I'm NGC man
Look down at my cup and it's bleeding
He asking me what is the reason
Yeah, I just be numbing the pain
I just be stuck in my ways
I just be stuck in my ways
Woah
You know that I'm ready to go
Spin your block like tornado
And I'm back in Miami tomorrow
Might take a trip to Miami, yeah
You're bitch sweet like some candy, yeah
Linked up last night, yeah
Now she dropping her panties
Feel like I won like a Grammy
Your bitch nice, yeah she dandy
Don't talk to me, you is a randy
Whipping it up, like I was Ramsay
I'm so litty, yeah
I'm in the city, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
Throwing all hundreds, no dubs
Got me a cup, I'm in the club
Slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt
SP, SP
Yeah, yeah
Ok, yeah, yeah
Let's go
Might take a trip to Miami, yeah
You're bitch sweet like some candy, yeah
Linked up last night, yeah
Now she dropping her panties
Feel like I won like a Grammy
Your bitch nice, yeah she dandy
Don't talk to me, you is a randy
Whipping it up, like I was Ramsay
I'm so litty, yeah
I'm in the city, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
Throwing all hundreds, no dubs
Got me a cup, I'm in the club
Pull up on me, I'm like what's up
Don't fuck with me, don't test your luck
Yeah yeah, damn, damn
Don't fuck with me, don't test your luck
Hollows start flying, that boy had to duck
When she saw me she feeling starstruck
Duck lip shawty, yeah she wanna' suck
Woah
You think that you're lucky, let's see then
You know that I'm NGC man
Look down at my cup and it's bleeding
He asking me what is the reason
Yeah, I just be numbing the pain
I just be stuck in my ways
I just be stuck in my ways
Woah
You know that I'm ready to go
Spin your block like tornado
And I'm back in Miami tomorrow
Might take a trip to Miami, yeah
You're bitch sweet like some candy, yeah
Linked up last night, yeah
Now she dropping her panties
Feel like I won like a Grammy
Your bitch nice, yeah she dandy
Don't talk to me, you is a randy
Whipping it up, like I was Ramsay
I'm so litty, yeah
I'm in the city, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
She fucking with me, yeah
Throwing all hundreds, no dubs
Got me a cup, I'm in the club
Slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt
Slatt, slatt
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Gomez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.