This is a song about "Hotline miami"

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

About new orleans, atlanta, miami, or the birmingham,

Listen deeper than the music before you put it in a box, wolf gang

That i burn up like miami beaches/

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

My raps are the best from miami to seattle

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Probably getta summer home, in miami

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

Looking for a bad 1 thats hot like miami heat

But hey yo look, money from across the street