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Miami
3,881
Hip-Hop/Rap
Miami was released on August 5, 2022 by GAWNE LLC as a part of the album Ghosts
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AlbumGhosts
Release DateAugust 5, 2022
LabelGAWNE LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gawne
Gawne
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gawne
Gawne
Songwriter

Lyrics

Woke up in Miami on the ocean
I been livin' lavish in my Wonderland like Alice got a palace
On the coast I keep it so fly, we don't need a co-pilot nor a co-sign
Chillin' when it's low tide
Go inside like, oh my God, I got a lot of these hoes on
My dick with no clothes on hold on
Hittin' it from the back like a particle accelerator
We finna be collidin' like an atom, splittin' protons (uh)
Shorty got a WAP, no Fetty, like Megan Thee and Cardi B
Part of me is thinkin' that I'm pro'ly gonna drink
Until I'm sick as shit from partying
Someone get your mans 'fore the bands get spending
In Miami, so you know we finna glow
'Cause the sun don't shine when I'm in Chicago, let's get it
Bad bitch givin' me neckie
Little Caesar's she was hot and ready
Walk this road on some real shit too
Sasquatch or a Yeti couldn't fill these shoes
Wake up in the morning, I still feel this booze
But don't be alarmed 'cause I will hit snooze
Oh shit, I been on the ocean
Puttin' on my trunks and the sun tan lotion
Lot of money that I got a show for, so I got a chauffeur
Hop up in the whip and then we coast it (skrrt!)
We go to Miami, yeah, in Miami, oh
All my problems disappear, lay down by the ocean
Oh, shit, I been on the ocean
Puttin' on my trunks and the sun tan lotion
Take a couple puffs of the chronic like a punch, it's ironic
Hit the blunt so hard, they call it blunt force trauma
I'm 'bout to blow like an explosive, lot of people takin' notice
Of the GOAT, and I ain't talkin' 'bout a Polaroid or photo
But yes, I do got exposure every time that I'm in Florida
Call me POTUS, 'cause the Presidential Suite is what I go in (yeah, yeah)
Mar-a-Lago Bad bitches and models
I am not MAGA, I'm magma lava
Middle finger to that faggot, Donald
There were Russian bounties on our troops and you failed to stop it
Anyway, I'm off-topic, back to the hot shit
I make art like Pablo, 2020 Picasso
Everything Versace fly like Apollo
So I'ma get it poppin' like a brand name champagne bottle
Takin' a sip of liquor then we hit the bay
Life's a bitch, never go against the grain
Figure they finna learn when I get to rippin' every which way
Switch a lane, I be movin' quicker than Olympians on figure skates
Everyone's a hater 'til I'm in their face, whatchu finna say?
Watch 'em wither away and dissipate
I got disdain for anybody bitch-made
Came in this game like a hurricane, now we makin' big waves
We go to Miami, yeah, in Miami, oh
All my problems disappear, lay down by the ocean
Written by: Gawne
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