Naz Rager & Maliq2.0 - Miami Magic

Just got a lil bitch on the back end
She wanna get all her friends and get all my friends
And feel all the rings on my left hand
Gotta jello ass and a nice lil tan
Come hit my phone with a message
Finna eat her icing
Call me the ice man
Way the iceberg form round the wrist and
When the codeine drip finna lose all my shit
I for real need it
Lil spot in top ten
All my dreams, nightmares every night won't end
I'm too conceited
When I'm in my bed ain't ate ain't fed
Low eyes turn red, scrollin through my feed and
I'm a bully with bread, throw the hood on my head
Got a wood in my vest
And a man's' sleeping
I come through with that fury and got me that kush In Miami like
Whipping the Tess not a rental
It's not a rental
I'm in the lamb boy big truck
Yea that's a big truck
I will never switch up
Put that on shmizz bruh
She ain't fit the picture
So I don't miss her
I'm in my lane I been rich for a minute
I'm in LA with a bitch playing tennis
fucking with shmizz lil nigga you finished
These niggas lame like Anthony Bennett
Hi to yo bitch I already hit it
Made so much bread I won't ever split it
Audemar on me to match with the fitted
I'm from another dimension forget it
She on me I don't need her
It's cheaper to keep her
'Preme x ACG with the fleece uh
She like Mona Lisa
They say I'm flashy I speed up
Tell these niggas to keep up
I'm on the beach with a bitch in Miami
I still got my heater
Oh my Lord (Miami)
She shake it back and forth (Miami)
Oh my Lord (Miami)
She shake it back and forth in (Miami)
Oh my Lord (Miami)
She shake it back and forth (Miami)
Oh my Lord
She shake it back and forth (Miami)
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Written by:
Garvey Collins, Maliq Martin

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