You talking what you talking
You making what you making
You just getting out of class
I'm in the school zone doing 80 like
Watch out for the kids
Watch out for the kids
You all about that bass bro
But what about mids
Haha I joke joke you blah blah
You so so garbage bage
Got boatloads of fly lines
Call me fisherman
Or Mr. Zand
Heard these cats don't get it
They pathetic they don't listen man
I can be your eyes and ears
The livest yeah
So cavalier
But not from Cleveland
Even though we vibin here
Me na even care
I'm flipping the script
The pick of the lit
Initials all on the fitted
I get it I'm with it
I'm willing to split whatever I get
Then I'm ready dip
I moved to Miami
I moved to Miami
Para ganar una Grammy
I moved to Miami
I moved to Miami
All of my friends is family
I moved to Miami
Yeah it feel like summer year round
Go head and let ya hair down
I used to only visit you but now I'm always there now
Whoa
My spirit is preparing on the low
Careful what you care for on the low
I be riding solo all alone
95 South till I'm home
Word to the real ones flipping on the beat
Like Skip To My Lou got em tripping on they feet
Bounce to the sound get you out of ya seat
Yeah the talk of the town started out with a T: T-bes
D-Line on the green line to the B - CVS
Or T like EG like "skiyoo"
No "oowee" like
We do what we feel like
Who's he
I be N I to Z
Grew up freestylin in the street
Two Js not the kind on ya feet
One O not 28 Gs
A couple Ds and I ain't talking police
I moved to Miami
I moved to Miami
Para ganar una Grammy
I moved to Miami
I moved to Miami
All of my friends is family
I moved to Miami
Siempre representando
Pero la musica nunca andar
En los lugeres donde hente bailar
Con los manos en el cielo
I moved to Miami
I moved to Miami
Para ganar una Grammy
I moved to Miami
I moved to Miami
All of my friends is family
I moved to Miami