Miami (lost tapes 2020) (Explicit) - Tory Lanez/Lil Tjay
Lyrics by：Tory Lanez
Composed by：sylvain couturier
Baby need shoes mama need a house goin' through racks again
Baby mama *****in' 'bout another ***** and I got 'em racks again
Caught me down when I was slippin'
But I promise I'll never lack again
My shooter trigger finger itchy nigga might just hit you on accident
Reload the strap again we comin' back again
You double-crossed on a nigga we hit him and it ain't by accident
Throwin' new racks again blowin' through stacks again
Hella new plaques again spittin' these facts again
Sippin' the dirtiest baby
The shipment come we get the earliest baby
I'ma spend it I'm courteous baby
The first to the ******* thirtieth baby
It ain't a place a nigga can't go
One Umbrella that's the ******* gang though
Had to imprint it on a chain though
Switchin' different whips like I'm lil' Django
I done came up from the sidewalk
Now I rap nigga used to slang d**e
From the fistfights to the shootouts
In the parking lot and now it's bankroll
Was a broke nigga now I came up
I don't do this **** to entertain ya
Can't believe I even got this famous
Yesterday I was grippin' on a stainless
I was sellin' d**e from out the Popeyes
I was whippin' corner counter-clockwise
Tryna get the Porsche with the frog eyes
Sellin' d**e a nigga should be top five
Got extended clip inside a Glock 9
It was never times I forgot mine
If a nigga trippin' turn to Columbine
Shootin' anybody that his shots find
Niggas say that they deserve my position
But them p***y niggas they did not grind
If we talkin' 'bout **** that separates me and you nigga it's a long line
I done came through Bentayga Bentley
Never thought that I'd be seein' this
When I was young and I was playin' Sega Genesis
Pancake seats made at Denny's that's real nigga ****
We don't pay a ***** nigga debt
Bet your life on the line 'cause we don't make lil' nigga bets nah
Look at all this d**e it ain't by accident
***** nigga I'm froze it ain't on accident
She gon' give me that throat it ain't on accident
**** nigga just know
Throwin' more racks again blowin' through stacks again
***** I might back the Benz it ain't on accident
Backin' that back again
Oh
Done ****** up my stacks again
Oh
Nigga get clapped again it ain't on accident
****ted on 'em so I know they mad
Copped my freezer from AZ in Rollie bag
Grippied up we don't care where the police at
And we scorin' ****boy where your homies at?
Niggas know us we 'bout it we love to drill
Some my youngins be on that they love the field
We pull up we blastin' this **** for real
Mama said"It's for nothin' you need to chill"
I'm goin' off still on that gang ****
But I told you ain't lane switch
I catch a lick it ain't really 'bout ****
We gon' spin off the strip and just change whips
Ain't no security with me we totin' like fifty that's life if the gang slip
But **** it we live how we live and I know what I did
Plus it's too late to change ****
Ain't no fightin' that Glock rearrange ****
If you tryna meet death I'll arrange it
In a foreign I pick up your main *****
She was suckin' my d**k and I came quick
I ain't even gon' talk on the opp side
Y'all could say what y'all want but do not slide
Caught him slippin' he ran into Popeyes
Everybody all tough 'til them shots fly gang
Look at all this d**e it ain't by accident
***** nigga I'm froze it ain't on accident
She gon' give me that throat it ain't on accident
**** nigga just know
Throwin' more racks again blowin' through stacks again
***** I might back the Benz it ain't on accident
Backin' that back again done ****** up my stacks again
Nigga get clapped again it ain't on accident
