[Chorus]
Fly that bitch out to Miami
Fuck a friend, I want a Grammy
Getting cheese like we in Sammy's
Loud pack up in my fanny
Fly that bitch out to Miami
Fuck a friend, I want a Grammy
See, I'm stacking all this money
Now she trying to drop her panties
[Verse 1]
I can't do that show unless I'm paid
Yeah, I got the juice like Minute Maid
Lil mama told me change up all my ways
Fuck a will, I take my money to the grave
Focused but these hoes be in the way
V12, now these niggas wanna race
He gon' pop a addy for the pain
I just gotta pray for better days
Talking shit, you better say it to my face
He brought a skateboard trying to ride my wave
Lil nigga better know, we not the same
Rip through your city, oh my God I feel like Dame
Know some niggas they don't care they let it rain
Shawty wanna piece of all the gang
Baby give me knowledge give me brain
I just want the money and the fame
We winning right now
You ain't talking money, nigga better pipe down
Now I'm up all of a sudden I'm her type now
And I get lil mama wet like she on Wipeout
You know this my town
Flexing on these niggas stepping with the ice out
And you know my diamonds shining with no lights
Man I'm trying to be so rich that I don't even check the price (Goddamn)
[Chorus]
Fly that bitch out to Miami
Fuck a friend, I want a Grammy
Getting cheese like we in Sammy's
Loud pack up in my fanny
Fly that bitch out to Miami
Fuck a friend, I want a Grammy
See, I'm stacking all this money
Now she trying to drop her panties
{Verse 2}
We from Southside
Know we outside
That's yo' bitch, huh
Got her mouth wide
Fuck a vacay, I don't need no down time
Locked and Loaded, yeah, niggas know it's 'bout time
You a op, no, you don't go on our side
They been sleeping on the kid, but it's my time
I feel like they tryna put me on a lifeline
Gotta hang with real niggas when it's nightime
She a dancer, she say she milly rock
You can do a split but can you do it on a cock, yeah
Gotta do a quickie 'cause she know we on the clock, yeah
Shawty do the Kaepernick, when she give me top, yeah
Said I was funny when I told 'em Imma pop, yeah
Niggas always hating but at least they gonna watch, yeah
Two foreign bitches and I made 'em interlock, yeah
Nigga say he 'bout it but I know he really not, yeah
Prayed to God, I told him never let me fall down
All these demons haunting me because I'm on now
I just hope you with me if the sun goes down
Is you gon' be with me if it all comes down?
Niggas just be flexing for the clout
Say he getting money, got nothing in his account
He don't even know me but he know what I'm about
When they say that I'm the goat, boy I say without a doubt, (Goddamn)
[Chorus]
Fly that bitch out to Miami
Fuck a friend, I want a Grammy
Getting cheese like we in Sammy's
Loud pack up in my fanny
Fly that bitch out to Miami
Fuck a friend, I want a Grammy
See, I'm stacking all this money
Now she trying to drop her panties