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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu
Vocals
Meek Mill
Meek Mill
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Biddle
Jeremy Biddle
Songwriter
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Robert Rihmeek Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Javi
Javi
Producer
Jerry "JL" Lang
Jerry "JL" Lang
Producer
OG Parker
OG Parker
Producer
Robby Hale
Robby Hale
Producer
Young Nato
Young Nato
Producer
Samuel David Jiminez
Samuel David Jiminez
Producer

Lyrics

She took her friends to Miami, Miami She tryna find someone better than him She took her friends to Miami They up to no fuckin' good (no fuckin' good) She took her friends to Miami They up to no fuckin' good You up to no good You actin' bad 'cause you know that pussy so good We movin' like that, oh well You went to Miami and you coulda been my whole girl Cumin' in you on the balcony felt so real Fuckin' on you, brought it out me, had no chill How you trade the weekend for a condo without no bills? Tweakin', I might fuck you with a condom so I don't feel 'Cause I can't trade my energy with niggas I know envy me You want to hear the intro every night, you gon' remember me I been gettin' money all my life, it's to infinity What happen in the dark come to the light, you know eventually When she jumped in that water off that yacht, she couldn't swim to me, for real She took her friends to Miami, Miami Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa She tryna find someone better than him She took her friends to Miami They up to no fuckin' good (no fuckin' good) She took her friends to Miami But bitch, I wish you would See you at the mall with your friends In that brand-new Benz I had lookin' like a ten and I I know you wanna fuck with me again But you goin' on a cleanse 'cause you sayin' I did you dirty Now you in Miami with your girlies Got a nigga beggin', please Got a nigga on his knees She took her friends to Miami They up to no fuckin' good She took her friends to Miami But girl, I wish you would I know you been tryna keep your distance I see you in 'em pictures Out with your girls eatin' that kiki on the river Kikin' over dinner Tellin' everyone how I fucked up Tellin' everyone I broke your heart and you lucked up Sayin' you dodged a bullet They play my song in the restaurant and you vibin' to it Know that you miss me, I know that you miss me But you lookin' good, girl, I know you a good girl I know niggas would give anything 'cause I would, girl I know they gon' hype you and make you feel like it's payback But deep inside, you know where you belong and you safe, baby, you safe I sent that text on purpose just to fuck up your day (the fuck are you doin'?) Too far away, you been MIA She took her friends down to the city And now she's gone She took her friends to Miami She took, she took She tryna find someone better than him She took her friends to Miami They up to no fuckin' good She took her friends to Miami But bitch, I wish you would You buggin' right now I'm with my girls, I'll call you back The fuck are you doin'?
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Robert Hale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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