Skyami

I just touched down in Miami Holdin racks up like a grammy

Used to put grams in a plastic like can Now we livin both cars and sittin in a Camry

Five star dinner, eatin good, Skyammy Count free band, black amigo, my family

Vvs diamond on me and I'm scrapped up When you get in the back, no stick come in

First class fight jumpin, I'll just land it Smokin on reals, I pack left-handed

Real shots, nigga, pullin scales out the pantry Wearin bows up in a penthouse mansion

Pickin up the back end, noise expandin Nigga, try to take somethin down where he standin

In booby trap, throwin racks with a cannon I'm on South Beach, shades on like I'm tannin

Two chains on, wrist cold like a ice tray Hit South Beach, linkin up with my compadre

Now I be the one bringin peace to the tri-state Drop em all up, puttin loads on the highway