Miami Magic

Just got a lil bitch on the back end She wanna get all her friends and get all my friends And feel all the rings on my left hand Gotta jello ass and a nice lil tan Come hit my phone with a message Finna eat her icing Call me the ice man Way the iceberg form round the wrist and When the codeine drip finna lose all my shit I for real need it Lil spot in top ten All my dreams, nightmares every night won't end I'm too conceited When I'm in my bed ain't ate ain't fed Low eyes turn red, scrollin through my feed and I'm a bully with bread, throw the hood on my head Got a wood in my vest And a man's' sleeping I come through with that fury and got me that kush In Miami like Whipping the Tess not a rental It's not a rental I'm in the lamb boy big truck Yea that's a big truck I will never switch up Put that on shmizz bruh She ain't fit the picture So I don't miss her I'm in my lane I been rich for a minute I'm in LA with a bitch playing tennis fucking with shmizz lil nigga you finished These niggas lame like Anthony Bennett Hi to yo bitch I already hit it Made so much bread I won't ever split it Audemar on me to match with the fitted I'm from another dimension forget it She on me I don't need her It's cheaper to keep her 'Preme x ACG with the fleece uh She like Mona Lisa They say I'm flashy I speed up Tell these niggas to keep up I'm on the beach with a bitch in Miami I still got my heater Oh my Lord (Miami) She shake it back and forth (Miami) Oh my Lord (Miami) She shake it back and forth in (Miami) Oh my Lord (Miami) She shake it back and forth (Miami) Oh my Lord She shake it back and forth (Miami) (Uh)