miami nights - Atm

I’m in a Bentley coupe

Doing shit that he won’t do

If i’m gon' flick my wrist

Then I’m gon' flick hers too

She says she loves my style

It go wild with her smile

I need a ride or die

One that’s gon' hold it down

Steal with the pack no Fendi

Fuck ones, go ghost, that’s

I told her she my plan B

Don’t think you understand me

No trust if you don’t listen

Them Xanny’s got her tripping

You need to cool it now

'Cause you a new addition

Lights off when i walk through

Better watch who you talk to

Big bands and they all blue

Got the drugs that they gon' do