This is a song about "Miami bitches"

My raps are the best from miami to seattle

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

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

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

But i'm still fuckin these bitches,

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Give a fuck you bitches.

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

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

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

Like i been slapping bitches,

This is how she want to live