Aye Aye
I got the glock in my pants
Got too many hoes in the back of the benz
I remember i was 10
Always knew that i was gon be the man
I might go f*ck me a fan
Just off the fact that i know that i can
I'm tryna own me some land
So my only focus is gettin these bands
Yea i might just pop me a xan
Might f*ck around hit miami again
I feel like I'm destined to win
Don't worry bout me nigga i got a plan
And we gotta go
Yea we on the road
We on the road
Aye
And free thug out the cage
It's been one too many days
And free all the real niggas locked up cause they ain't tell a thing
Forever floatin that's the gang
And Kay Davinci that's the name
And you and i are not the same
Don't hate the player hate the game
Diamond watch diamond chains diamond shoes diamond rings
Yea i just want the money give a f*ck about the fame
All these thoughts in my brain yea drivin me insane
But i came up off of pain yea i came up off of pain
Off of the shrooms one hell of a trip
Too high and I'm swerving i might crash the whip
Out in Miami wit pole on my hip
Out in miami wit pole on my hip
That bitch in my pants so i walk wit a limp
Yeaaaa aye
I got the glock in my pants
Got too many hoes in the back of the benz
I remember i was 10
Always knew that i was gon be the man
I might go f*ck me a fan
Just off the fact that i know that i can
I'm tryna own me some land
So my only focus is gettin these bands
Yea i might just pop me a xan
Might f*ck around hit miami again
I feel like I'm destined to win
Don't worry bout me nigga i got a plan
And we gotta go
Yea we on the road
We on the road
DaVinci - MIAMI AGAIN Lyrics
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Aye Aye
I got the glock in my pants
Got too many hoes in the back of the benz
I remember i was 10
Always knew that i was gon be the man
I might go f*ck me a fan
Just off the fact that i know that i can
I'm tryna own me some land
So my only focus is gettin these bands
Yea i might just pop me a xan
Might f*ck around hit miami again
I feel like I'm destined to win
Don't worry bout me nigga i got a plan
And we gotta go
Yea we on the road
We on the road
Aye
And free thug out the cage
It's been one too many days
And free all the real niggas locked up cause they ain't tell a thing
Forever floatin that's the gang
And Kay Davinci that's the name
And you and i are not the same
Don't hate the player hate the game
Diamond watch diamond chains diamond shoes diamond rings
Yea i just want the money give a f*ck about the fame
All these thoughts in my brain yea drivin me insane
But i came up off of pain yea i came up off of pain
Off of the shrooms one hell of a trip
Too high and I'm swerving i might crash the whip
Out in Miami wit pole on my hip
Out in miami wit pole on my hip
That bitch in my pants so i walk wit a limp
Yeaaaa aye
I got the glock in my pants
Got too many hoes in the back of the benz
I remember i was 10
Always knew that i was gon be the man
I might go f*ck me a fan
Just off the fact that i know that i can
I'm tryna own me some land
So my only focus is gettin these bands
Yea i might just pop me a xan
Might f*ck around hit miami again
I feel like I'm destined to win
Don't worry bout me nigga i got a plan
And we gotta go
Yea we on the road
We on the road
I got the glock in my pants
Got too many hoes in the back of the benz
I remember i was 10
Always knew that i was gon be the man
I might go f*ck me a fan
Just off the fact that i know that i can
I'm tryna own me some land
So my only focus is gettin these bands
Yea i might just pop me a xan
Might f*ck around hit miami again
I feel like I'm destined to win
Don't worry bout me nigga i got a plan
And we gotta go
Yea we on the road
We on the road
Aye
And free thug out the cage
It's been one too many days
And free all the real niggas locked up cause they ain't tell a thing
Forever floatin that's the gang
And Kay Davinci that's the name
And you and i are not the same
Don't hate the player hate the game
Diamond watch diamond chains diamond shoes diamond rings
Yea i just want the money give a f*ck about the fame
All these thoughts in my brain yea drivin me insane
But i came up off of pain yea i came up off of pain
Off of the shrooms one hell of a trip
Too high and I'm swerving i might crash the whip
Out in Miami wit pole on my hip
Out in miami wit pole on my hip
That bitch in my pants so i walk wit a limp
Yeaaaa aye
I got the glock in my pants
Got too many hoes in the back of the benz
I remember i was 10
Always knew that i was gon be the man
I might go f*ck me a fan
Just off the fact that i know that i can
I'm tryna own me some land
So my only focus is gettin these bands
Yea i might just pop me a xan
Might f*ck around hit miami again
I feel like I'm destined to win
Don't worry bout me nigga i got a plan
And we gotta go
Yea we on the road
We on the road
Writer: KJ DAVINCI
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