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