CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Miami Trip
Trapboy3k
I got this one n***a in Cali I bought my Benz off
Told my b*t*h to be lookin' out for the mail, I got a package comin'
Ordered some iPhones from Verizon, and I know they comin'
I get excited every time I see a FedEx truck
Hammed a n***a, bought some regular weed, then labeled it as Runtz
He thought his lil numbers was bout to hit but he was out of luck
You stuck in the city, I'm out in Cali livin' luxury
I told your b*t*h to come over but don't bring no extra company
Slipped up on the Dark Web, I just pray the Feds don't come for me
Why every time I see a pu**y n***a out, he run from me?
Orange juice with my breakfast, drop the 8 inside the Sunny D
Promethazine killin' my kidneys, somebody pay for my surgery
They like that one sh*t I drop, I think I need to drop a sequel
B*t*h, you be twerkin' under grandma, see why yo n***a can't keep you
Told the jug to send it through CashApp, I can't meet you
Unless you tryna pay me for the sauce, I can't teach you
Remember Mr. Ross gave me an F, I was bout to kill the teacher
Already got too much money, give me some bands for a feature
I'm out here in the mountains, I can barely catch a signal
Wake up in the morning and load my site, that's my ritual
You be doin' the same sh*t every day of your life, typical
A stripper brought my food to my booth, I ain't tippin' you
My b*t*h talkin' bout she wanna leave, b*t*h I can't trip on you
Detroit gettin' irritated, I'm bout to go and take a trip or two
I'm tryna have a house party, bring the strippers through
You know these hoes love drinking, bring the liquor too
Your b*t*h just text my phone like, "Bring some liquor boo"
They think I be scammin' for my methods, y'all ain't got a clue
I done damn near scammed the city, I need a statue
Was servin' at the gas station, had my bags in [?]
You a dirty a** n***a, f**king b*t*hes in the bathroom
I'm bout to fly out to Miami and get my backends
Yesterday I scammed a famous white lady and her boyfriend
Hate when I f**k a b*t*h and she think that I'm her boyfriend
Tryna swipe in stores, that's just something I wouldn't recommend
My n***a sitting in jail sending me raps he wrote with his pen
I'm still hurt that I lost my f**kin' Auntie Lynn
You in the club, just sitting around with a bunch of men
Punched AirBnB and told a b*t*h to bring all her friends
A n***a tried to rob me, but he ain't want my cash, he wanted all my bins
Took a wood i'm bout to roll some Peanut B***er Breath
A n***a tried to rob me and I had to beat his a** to death
Was hollerin' at my driver but didn't know she was deaf
Was bout to slap the f**k out her cause her dumb a** ain't bust a left
Was tryna get high before my flight, then I got left
I just witnessed a pu**y n***a take his last breath
Hit too many bitcoins on the East, I'm bout to move West
A b*t*h said I can't f**k? I am not pressed
Just made a couple IDs and took them out the press
I got some bullsh*t in zips that cost you 80 less
Brother pull up to the opp's crib, I'm bout to put they a** to rest
Told my n***a meet me at the spot on 7 mile and Ryan
I got banned though, ICQ, I kept on tryin'
Got a couple gift cards from Walmart, Target, and Myers
My cousin hit a lick on a n***a dressed up as Michael Myers
I burned the f**kin' studio down, call the firefighters
I got this one n***a in Cali I bought my Benz off
Told my b*t*h to be lookin' out for the mail, I got a package comin'
Ordered some iPhones from Verizon, and I know they comin'
I get excited every time I see a FedEx truck
Hammed a n***a, bought some regular weed, then labeled it as Runtz
He thought his lil numbers was bout to hit but he was out of luck
You stuck in the city, I'm out in Cali livin' luxury
I told your b*t*h to come over but don't bring no extra company
Slipped up on the Dark Web, I just pray the Feds don't come for me
Why every time I see a pu**y n***a out, he run from me?
Orange juice with my breakfast, drop the 8 inside the Sunny D
Promethazine killin' my kidneys, somebody pay for my surgery
They like that one sh*t I drop, I think I need to drop a sequel
B*t*h, you be twerkin' under grandma, see why yo n***a can't keep you
Told the jug to send it through CashApp, I can't meet you
Unless you tryna pay me for the sauce, I can't teach you
Remember Mr. Ross gave me an F, I was bout to kill the teacher
Already got too much money, give me some bands for a feature
I'm out here in the mountains, I can barely catch a signal
Wake up in the morning and load my site, that's my ritual
You be doin' the same sh*t every day of your life, typical
A stripper brought my food to my booth, I ain't tippin' you
My b*t*h talkin' bout she wanna leave, b*t*h I can't trip on you
Detroit gettin' irritated, I'm bout to go and take a trip or two
I'm tryna have a house party, bring the strippers through
You know these hoes love drinking, bring the liquor too
Your b*t*h just text my phone like, "Bring some liquor boo"
They think I be scammin' for my methods, y'all ain't got a clue
I done damn near scammed the city, I need a statue
Was servin' at the gas station, had my bags in [?]
You a dirty a** n***a, f**king b*t*hes in the bathroom
I'm bout to fly out to Miami and get my backends
Yesterday I scammed a famous white lady and her boyfriend
Hate when I f**k a b*t*h and she think that I'm her boyfriend
Tryna swipe in stores, that's just something I wouldn't recommend
My n***a sitting in jail sending me raps he wrote with his pen
I'm still hurt that I lost my f**kin' Auntie Lynn
You in the club, just sitting around with a bunch of men
Punched AirBnB and told a b*t*h to bring all her friends
A n***a tried to rob me, but he ain't want my cash, he wanted all my bins
Took a wood i'm bout to roll some Peanut B***er Breath
A n***a tried to rob me and I had to beat his a** to death
Was hollerin' at my driver but didn't know she was deaf
Was bout to slap the f**k out her cause her dumb a** ain't bust a left
Was tryna get high before my flight, then I got left
I just witnessed a pu**y n***a take his last breath
Hit too many bitcoins on the East, I'm bout to move West
A b*t*h said I can't f**k? I am not pressed
Just made a couple IDs and took them out the press
I got some bullsh*t in zips that cost you 80 less
Brother pull up to the opp's crib, I'm bout to put they a** to rest
Told my n***a meet me at the spot on 7 mile and Ryan
I got banned though, ICQ, I kept on tryin'
Got a couple gift cards from Walmart, Target, and Myers
My cousin hit a lick on a n***a dressed up as Michael Myers
I burned the f**kin' studio down, call the firefighters
