Miami (Yeah Uh)

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh

I might fly out to Miami just to fuck a couple whores

White bitch, got a lil' chocolate like a s'more

A fuckin' lil' baby and she want me to record

I gave you all my love, how the fuck do you want more

I can't be your man, shawty, you know lovin' you a chore

I can't even tell you, you'll be cryin' on my floor

Wockhaedt, Tuss, Activis, I'm finna pour

And the shit that you said really hit me in my core

Then you prance around tellin' all your friends that I'm yours

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh