Blacked-Out Tint

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)

Miami, midnight

You know what it is

Blacked-out, can't see inside

Huh, huh, let's go [Chorus — Bouncy, repetitive, melodic]

Blacked-out tint, they can't see me (Skrrt)

South Beach lights, everything dreamy

Too much cash, whole pocket look greedy

She wanna ride 'cause the lifestyle look easy

Can't see me, can't see me (Woah)

V12 sound when I pull up, believe me

Miami nights got the whole squad schemin'

Whole lotta motion, they don't know the meaning

Verse 1 — Loose flow, vocal bends

Pulled up late, valet like, "Who that?"

All black fit, all black coupe, yeah

She said, "Where you been?" I been out of reach

Penthouse view, got the whole bay beneath

Tint so dark, can't see who's inside

Bass hit hard when we roll through the night

Heard they talk, but I don't reply

Too busy watching all the palm trees slide

New fit, fresh kicks, walk like I own it

Phone on DND, I don't even open it

She said I'm different, I told her, "I know"

We went from the lobby straight up to the floor

Pre-Chorus — Beat strips down

Oh, we outside, we outside

City lights all on my side

Oh, she said she like my vibe

Tell the driver take one more ride

Chorus

Blacked-out tint, they can't see me (Skrrt)

South Beach lights, everything dreamy

Too much cash, whole pocket look greedy

She wanna ride 'cause the lifestyle look easy

Can't see me, can't see me (Woah)

V12 sound when I pull up, believe me

Miami nights got the whole squad schemin'

Whole lotta motion, they don't know the meaning

Verse 2 — Faster flow, more ad-libs

Wait, hold up, who's that at the entrance?

All these cameras, I move independent

New location, don't send the address

Whole fit cost what your rent is— (yeah!)

Palm trees swayin', the rooftop crowded

Bass too loud, can't hear what you shouting

Everybody rich when the lights go down

Everybody got a million-dollar lifestyle now

Rent that whip, put the roof down

Take three pics, let the whole thing circulate

Caption say, "Life's great," no doubt

Back to the hotel when the sun come out

(Huh?)

Beat Switch — Dark synths, sliding 808s

WHO THAT? WHO THAT?

Can't see through the glass

TOO FAST, TOO FAST

Whole city watching us pass

Miami Vice, got the night on freeze

Black-on-black, can't identify me

Big talk, big lights, big dreams

Whole lotta larp, but the vibe too clean

Final Chorus — Layered vocals, bass hitting harder

Blacked-out tint, they can't see me (Skrrt)

South Beach lights, everything dreamy

Too much cash, whole pocket look greedy

She wanna ride 'cause the lifestyle look easy

Can't see me, can't see me (Woah)

V12 sound when I pull up, believe me

Miami nights got the whole squad schemin'

Whole lotta motion, they don't know the meaning

Outro — Vocals fading over engine sounds

Can't see inside...

Don't ask who's driving...

Miami, baby.

(808 cuts.)