[Intro]
Eh, get the f** out my way
Boy I am here to stay
So get the f** out my way
Ah damn, this sh** got me sounding like Drake
Get the f** out my way
Bang, bang, bang
[Verse 1]
I wrote this heat on a beach in Miami, how do you feel?
How do you know that you know I know you jealous?
Yeah I feel you—now how you gon' pa** me?
An athlete, k**in' this track meet
Don't ask me, b**h I'm just flashy
Ashley wanna get popped like acne
Whoa, she know them clothes ain't supposed to be on
When I get to the hotel
Just spent a bunch of money on some sh** I don't need, yeah
But oh well, n***a I flow swell
Maybe it's just how I'm raised
Going from broker than broke in a house full of slaves
To getting paid everyday—baby I made it
[Pre-Hook]
And I don't, I dont
Need a backup plan, no
Cause I'm gon', I'm gon'
Get this rap up man
And you (you)
You wanna be me, homie I know
But you can't fit these shoes I wear
You ain't got the soul
Sing...
[Hook]
Mama, mama
sh**, I am on Miami Beach
Mama, mama
Remember when they laughed at me
Mama, mama
Now I am on Miami Beach
Mama, mama
That's cause I spit Miami heat
[Verse 2]
Baller, used to be a youngin' watching nothing but Scooby D
Now I'm on top of the world with these fine a** girls
And I'm up on the movie screen
But, oh here come the boogee teams
But I know my roots and what I grew between
So when I get this cash I'll be doing me
It ain't you I need, cuz that's who I be, you feel?
Used to be a bad math student
Now I'm counting nonstop—I'm right back to it
Unless somebody bash my music
I come hard as a brick, Imma smash right thought it
I promise, baby I'm on it
Fly as a comet, I'mma make it rain dear
I don't need to buy all these chains here
But I did cuz I wanted to b**h
Baby I made it
[Pre-Hook]
And I don't, I dont
Need a backup plan, no
Cause I'm gon', I'm gon'
Get this rap up man
And you (you)
You wanna be me, homie I know
But you can't fit these shoes I wear
You ain't got the soul
Sing...
[Hook]
Mama, mama
sh**, I am on Miami Beach
Mama, mama
Remember when they laughed at me
Mama, mama
Now I am on Miami Beach
Mama, mama
That's cause I spit Miami heat
[Skit]
- Vrasani Jewelry, busy day. Rome walks in, the clerk he meets already stands suspicious
[C:]
Uh, hello. Welcome to the Vrasani Jewelry Store. Um... is there anything I can get for you?
[R:]
Yeah, uh—can I check out your gold earrings?
[C:]
Um... are you sure?
(beat)
We don't have any sales here and our cheapest pair of earrings are somewhere closer to $1200
[R:]
Yeah, and I'd like to see them like I asked
[C:]
Uh, sure. Here they are...
(beat)
Listen, I just want you to know that our store is equipped with 24/7 camera surveillance
[R:]
What? So?! Just show me the earrings lady...
[C:]
Okay, okay!
[R:]
How much are these?
[C:]
$3200
[R:]
Yeah, my Mom will love these. I'll take them. Keep the change b**h. You need some