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