This is a song about "Miami bitches"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

You can call me the daddy of miami

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

No apologies for these bitches

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

That i burn up like miami beaches/

Get money then bitches

I call them hoes josh smith

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

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

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

The streets of miami

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free