Fukkit – Miami lyrics

[Intro: Fukkit]
Okay, look (Huh), yah (Okay, uh)
Okay, look (Uh, uh-huh, let's go, uh)
Okay, look (Yuh), okay
Okay, look, yeah

[Verse 1: Fukkit]
We bringin' the pain like a masochist
I come with the piece, not a pacfist
I sauce on the paper like napkins, bitch
A beast with a hunt on the track again (Critical alert)
You know who it is, [?] I begin
I been blowin' on Ls, it get gone in the wind

[?] in the city of sin
Been so mia in the city I'm in
What little you know about me
For such a colorful opinion on Tweets
But think they have one thing in common at least
But why would you reach? You ain't even pink
I urge you to peep what I blow in a week
Plug got keys from the North to the Keys
Shout-out [?], palm trees in the beach
Smoke like Keef, celebratin' the chief
Y'all talk shit but you [?]
Come fly east, if you want, we could meet
South fla where I'm in born in the seas

[?], leave tips please
I'm in the game and I'm playin' for keeps
Dodging police, following me
Honestly, what's it about to be?
It's violence that's in my philosophy
I'm tired of everyone watching me

[?] in the sky [?] hate to see
You come from a lie I'd hate to be
But still don't feel shy livin' make believe

[Chorus: Fukkit and Kay P]
Uh, Miami, uh, niggas do dirt where it's sandy, uh
Come for the heat when you landin', uh
Carry a hammer, it's handy, uh
Mask on, [?], uh
Straight to the bank like a bandit, uh
He got a gun but it's jammin', uh
Flash in the clip like a camera (Okay), let's go
Miami, uh, niggas do dirt where it's sandy, uh
Come for the heat, when you landin', uh
Carry a hammer, it's handy, uh
Mask on, [?], uh
Straight to the bank like a banditm, uh (Okay, fuck it)
He got a gun but it's jammin', uh (Okay, what? Okay)
Flash in the clip like a camera (Yuh, okay, okay), let's go

[Verse 2: Kay P]
Came through with the pack, not a fanny
Off the molly, I feel like Space Dandy
Huh, lil' boy, you my son, get a nanny
I might rage in your bitch off the brandy (That's true)
I'm turnt up in the lane, just landin' (Fly)
There's pressure, be careful, don't panic (Don't panic)
Forgot I left her on read, she manic (What?)
Had to turn my phone off or get [?], huh
Okay, sometimes you gotta relax
I talk, givin' out bars, they almost relapse
I can't fuck with niggas holdin' me back
Don't do what I do, stop holdin' my sack
I know you wanna be like me but that's tough
I was in the trenches, that's not a bluff (That's facts)
[?], I seen [?]
And that's a true story, that's just so you know (All true)
I cannot lose sleep over no hoe (I can't)
I'm plantin' these seeds so my paper can grow
I do it with ease, you just copy the flow (Ayy, ayy)
I'm gettin' this cheese, gotta stack up the dough
Okay, huh

[Chorus: Kay P]
Miami, bad bitch ass out while she tannin'
All my niggas be juugin' and scammin'
Play dumb, you get hung like a hammock, okay (Bitch), huh (Bitch)
Miami, I know Zoes that I cannot [?] (That's true)
Yo' bitch, she a fan so she stan me (What?)
We fuck, man, you pay for the Plan B (She do), huh (Okay)

[Outro: Kay P]
Okay (Yuh), what? (Uh)
Okay (Yuh), what? (Huh)
Hey, okay (Yuh), huh, ayy (Huh)
Hyeh, okay (Yuh, hyuh)
Lil' bitch