This is a song about "But do yall know what miami like"

Talking like they know me/ but little do they know

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Miami heat has nothing on me / lebron's shot's like a zombie

I don't know what to do

He ain't give a fuck about you

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

I know what you do with that

But you know i control your soul, motherfucker do what your told

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

To liberate yourself, africa

But do ya know what fuck ya!

Haters dissing me but why? yall know my punchlines are injurious

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was