moved to miami (feat Lil Baby) - 歌词大全

Huh, moved to Miami, then copped me a boat Hope my fiends don't stop doin' coke Bitch, I'm a champ on top of the ropes New Louis V's every time I tote Nine millimeter every time I tote I do all the shit without a stylist I got money, never went to college I got all my cars without the milage I can't **** on a ratchet ass bitch She 'bout to **** the whole hood I been stackin' these hunninds inside So all my niggas know I'm good Real street nigga keep it all in the Tec Got shooters on the sidе with bazookas in the back Got a whole Amari jean collеction And I ain't choosin' shit, this shit was destiny Bitch, I cooked the water without the recipe And the feds and the cops ain't got no heart How they gon' take my lil cousin and saw he was whippin' And give all his children a start Playin' with that water, gotta be a shark Swimmin' with the fishes, duckin' from the nars Thirteen posted middle of the park If you see an opp, gotta let it spark Moved to Miami, then copped me a boat Hope my fiends don't stop doin' coke Bitch, I'm a champ on top of the ropes New Louis V's every time I tote Nine millimeter every time I tote I do all the shit without a stylist I got money, never went to college I got all my cars without the milage Three-five or better whenever I smoke I see 'em doin it, but I do the most I'ma do for the bro 'fore I do for a hoe All this money that's comin' I do it for 'em both They ain't runnin' with me, no one that close Shit be crazy for what you do for a post You go viral, but it won't be no joke I got power and I move like a ghost In a 'Rari doin' sixty, controllin' it Big old Baby piece, them folks gotta notice me I'm an artist, to the street this shit be poetry Real trapper, never did nothin fraudulent Send them boxes coast to coast like I'm Roddy Ricch Roaches focus on yourself, you can buy the bitch In Miami for a week, catchin' vibes and shit We got baddies on the boat gettin' high and shit G6 make that shit come up out of me Pink slips to the car if I'm drivin' it No withdrawals, only deposit it Hundred K cash stuffed in my pockets I'ma show these niggas how they should pop it Forbes list, I'm tryna get to the top of it I walk in, they start switchin' the topic up I feel any kind of threat and I'm poppin' up Moved to Miami, then copped me a boat Hope my fiends don't stop doin' coke Bitch, I'm a champ on top of the ropes New Louis V's every time I tote Nine millimeter every time I tote I do all the shit without a stylist I got money, never went to college I got all my cars without the milage