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lirik lagu rtb chi - 314 in miami

314 in miami lyrics
[intro]
(dawson, this you?)
(ayy, dawson, gang, you worldwide)

[verse 1: rtb capo]
miami beach with a freak
she fell in love with that meat, but take a week
and it cost five hundred, n~gga, every time i eat
man, you work a nine~to~five, why you worried about me?
n~gga, huh
i just did an audi, y’all can do the chargers
i ain’t got no keys, this a push~to~starter
my belly poke out, so you know i’m ballin’
you like to beat on b~tches, now your girl callin’

[verse 2: rtb mb]
kick five hoes out the boat, get to spinnin’ y’all
told her grab some henny ’cause i’m tired of the fentanyl
i need a ghetto b~tch who punch a ho really hard
all of my n~ggas up cheese, we be k!llin’ y’all
all of your b~tches love me ’cause we really ball
b~tches runnin’ ’round the pool, man, i’m tryna get involved
she ain’t try to top me, you won’t get a call
got so many clothes in my closet, ’bout to get a mall

[verse 3: rtb chi]
i’ma put my baddest hoes together, make ’em get along
i’ma put my baddest hoes together, make ’em share a phone
i’m the type of n~gga get it poppin’ ’cause i’m never wrong
i’m on the road all month, she spendin’ nights alone
i’m on the road all month, i’m bringin’ figures in
i really made my first hundred right in michigan
i really made my first hundred with bad penmanship
i seen a lot of n~ggas die tryna live like this
[verse 4: rtb capo]
n~gga, you can die tryna live this life
or get rich livin’ right
we got twenty hoes with us, we at liv tonight
i might throw five thousand if i’m feelin’ nice
park the foreign on the grass, yeah, we in the trenches
i get money by myself, i don’t f~ck with n~ggas
hit a b~tch and disappear, she say i went missing
i took a picture on the yacht if the feds get me

[verse 5: rtb mb]
i told my b~tch to make sense, so she upped fifty
got a couple pounds out in houston, i done upped whitney
girly say she feel it in her stomach, yeah, i touch kidneys
d~mn, i just bust in this b~tch, guess you stuck with me
chrome heart, rollie with the chain, they can’t f~ck with me
i just hit a b~tch off a ten, she in love with me
feel like brandon jennings ’cause i always keep a buck with me
all my n~ggas carry around straps, ain’t no touchin’ me

[verse 6: rtb chi]
if i pick a b~tch up f~ckin’, she under one~fifty
i’ma get to kissin’ on your back, don’t fall in love with me
she’ll get a whole extra points if she roll ‘woods for me
i got a thing of pickin’ b~tches that ain’t good for me
none of my b~tches look the same, i got exotic taste
none of these ‘woods hit the same, this exotic dank
he ain’t mean to do it, he ain’t even have the time to think
that’s a cheap hit, i ain’t even gotta touch the bank
[verse 7: rtb capo, rtb mb & rtb chi]
these ones a mayor, i make them b~tches move
i’m hollywood, i feel like i’m cruz
b~tch, you know the rules, no tops in the pool
if you got a top, give me top, then it’s cool
them the rules, you can put ’em in a notebook
i ain’t gon’ lie, we was trappin’ on holbrook
how the f~ck you eat the whole thing, but you don’t cook?
we was servin’ fiends in the trenches, we was on cook
i ain’t cuffin’ hoes, lil’ baby, i’m sorry
f~ck a corvette, we gon’ pull up in a ‘rari
had a fiend was blind, he still ask me how the dope look
you ain’t never seen a half~a~million~dollar notebook
you ain’t never seen a black n~gga in a rolls~royce
they all know my name, down the way, they call me old boy
used to give n~ggas favors, they don’t get no more
rtb took all his b~tches, he ain’t got no wh0res
cullinan full of thot b~tches
we just met, how you know i got b~tches?
big blocka case i wanna drop n~ggas
if i got caught, then i’m mute ’cause i’m not snitchin’

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