This is a song about "Miami bitches"

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

My raps are the best from miami to seattle

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

From miami to l.a. back to manhatten where the big cake

That i burn up like miami beaches/

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

The streets of miami

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

She dont have a problem with, with

Give a fuck you bitches.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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