[Lyric] Miami Heat (Tyler)

[Intro]
I got heat like Miami
It go in the whip with me
They don't want smoke
They scared of me
Before I leave the house
I make a G
Before I leave the house
I grab my piece
I keep that thing on the side of me
2 cups cause I love the lean
But the lean be killing me

[Chorus]
I got heat like Miami, tt go in the whip with me
They don't want smoke they scarеd of me
Before I lеave the house I make a G
Before I leave the house I grab my piece
I keep that thing on the side of me
2 cups cause I love the lean
But the lean be killing me
[Verse]
No you ain't robbing me
No you ain't finessing me
And you are not catching me lack
Cause I keep the gat
I keep the gat, yeah
Run up I make that shit blatt, yeah
My pockets fat, yeah
And they pockets on sad, yeah
I know they mad, yeah
Cause I be getting this cheddar
They rats they snitching
They just tryna get my cheddar
They hating on me
But they know I do it better
And they also be sounding like me
But they know I'm better
Why y'all wanna be me?
I know y'all lame bruh
Aye, yeah, get back in yo lane bruh

[Verse 2]
Choppa on me it ride with me
Spilled the lean on my Truey jeans
I be kicking shit with the team
One phone call that's all I need
One call shooters pull up with a beam
One call junkies pulling up for them beans
I'm a tax that boy for some lean
If the plug tax me I'm taking everything
Smoke an O to the brain
With that nineteen I'm insane
Cops come I turn to Usain
Try to rob me you're insane
[Chorus]
I got heat like Miami, tt go in the whip with me
They don't want smoke they scared of me
Before I leave the house I make a G
Before I leave the house I grab my piece
I keep that thing on the side of me
2 cups cause I love the lean
But the lean be killing me