Lyrics miami nights - Atm

miami nights

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