This is a song about "Hotline miami"

Probably getta summer home, in miami

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

The finals like the spurs,as miami likes to stir,

That i burn up like miami beaches/

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

You can call me the daddy of miami

The streets of miami

What them tippers don't see