Sliding Thru Miami part. 2 Lyrics

I can teach you how to make some money bae just listen

Niggas asking how I got all this money pay attention

Best believe I ain't get this shit from handouts and penny pinching

Sliding through Miami part two this time with 20 bitches

I see shit like this everyday I ain't you niggas I ain't from the trenches

Niggas be lying about where they from until they get caught lacking I just don't get it

Ain't know my name without my chain threw on my ice she let me hit it

I know your friend trying to fuck to so when she ask don't say we did it

I crack a smile

She give me head you know the butt gone come with it

But we out of town

So I got a backup just incase I don't get it

Ksubi on my ass

Your bitch on my dick

Zip of the za

Deuce of the Tris

Nine in my hand

10 in the clip

11 on the shoes

Went over 12 on the fit

Pull up 13 whips

Took about 14 picks

Pulled about 15 hoes I just smiled I ain't say shit

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I'm laid up with a bitch but I still feel alone

I told bro to wrap it up incase she been around

He like nah she good she told me that it's been awhile

I said I know we OT but nigga now you tripping out

Every time we pop out you know we spend a large amount

Pull up black truck security with the choppers out

Fast cars we playing need for speed flying through the route

100 dollars to the first who make it back to the house

She asked my partner who your friend put me on

He said sorry baby Yung Rone like all his bitches grown

Bond number 9 spend 500 on cologne

This that rich dick when you talking to me bitch watch your tone

You fucked me then fucked my bro you know you wrong

I should've known you was a hoe all along

Calling back you got some nerve bitch be gone

I'm sliding through Miami keep that nagging off my phone