MIAMI 1985 Lyrics

Youngin spinning block that shit be like everyday

I'ma put a bomb by yo bed yeah where you lay

Call of duty weapon gotta a kuda and im finna spray

And this chop came wit a whole damn cooler bitch you better pray

Why the fuck he bawling up his fists tryna save the day

These fuck niggas never been on shit and it's clear as day

I been running this shit all the way up got my own way

Young nigga tryna copy my whole swag get some damn pape

It's a theif in the night rock all black he gon shoot it

They took my car now I gotta send some shots out the damn uber

Niggas be lame niggas be loser

Hit em with the bomb fuck it ima nuke em

I'ma charge up hit em hadouken

Stay up on yo side why the fuck you choosing

Brodie stay up with that glick on his side cause it's detrimental

Told that boy lose his pride and on god it's just that simple

I go far run this shit up temple

That fuck nigga get popped like pimple

Pray to god yeah we still winning

Pray to god but I'm still sinning

Money stand tall chain look like bol bol

Diamonds rainbow bitch no homo

Shoot like rambo got no ammo

Military stick I'm dressed in camo

Serve that base like G.I Jane

Pop me a perc then I'm going insane

He done ran off on his mans he lame

Counting my chicken up raising canes

Smoking on gas bitch propane

Big body Benz pull up in a tank

He in the deep in but he sank

Sipping that syrup bitch where my drank

Double it up bitch where my cup

3 leaf clover ran outta luck

Swinging sticks like hockey puck

Take her out to dinner now she in love

Strapped up taliban

Left the earth I popped a xan

Took ya bitch and I ain't playing

And i thought he was a family man

Double up my cup I ain't talking bout no Stanley man

Heard he tryna get some money nigga what the fuck is yo plan

Me and my twin just robbed a bank

Geek to hard lil bitch I faint

Need my bread like Franklin Saint

I count bands bitch like I'm *NSYNC

Lose my mind I might go insane

Is these Percs really gon cure the pain

Like really what am I gon gain

Fuck it ima make it go away

Think I really hit my peak this my golden age

I'ma rock out a show gimme a mic then I hit the stage

Got a bad bitch yeah like Mike said back in the day

Heard he wanna get some bread come over here and I'll pave the way

Send my shot just because

Sip some drank got the buzz

Who is he not my blood

All my bills blue but I'm not ya cuz

Heard that boy in second place yeah he the runner up

And lil bitch this all talent I don't need no damn luck

I ain't never lost I ain't never losing that's on me

Feel like vice city sending shots ducking from the police

Can't get caught wit that boy cause he copping a plea

You ain't smoking that gas you ain't copping from me

Man these niggas so ass why the fuck they so weak

He stand tall on his toes so I shot em in the knee

I got gold on my neck on my toes on my teeth

Got a bad bitch on my side and that's all I need