Miami Vice Lyrics – Luchè

Miami Vice Lyrics Meaning

[Parte I]
[Intro: Luchè]
He’s painting a wild, crazy picture of a rich and reckless life. There’s a big bed, someone acting wild like they have Tourette’s, a flashy Miami vibe with expensive travel and fast cars, and a party full of strange, wild things like an iguana on a leash. He’s also smoking heavily, wearing a ski mask, and ready to take on the scene with friends and energy.

[Ritornello: Luchè & Sfera Ebbasta]
This part repeats the crazy, flashy lifestyle with a big bed and wild behavior, traveling to Miami, flying on Delta Air, surrounded by women and a Corvette car. The imagery is about living a party life, with rebellious and wild actions like spitting and walking an iguana. Smoking so much it feels like a dinosaur, flying first class while hiding behind a mask, showing both luxury and danger mixed together. It’s about living loud, without limits, and enjoying the fast life.

[Strofa 1: Sfera Ebbasta]
He talks about the black Corvette and how even at home his brother wears a ski mask, showing a dangerous, mysterious lifestyle. Small amounts of money turn into millions, and cheap watches become expensive luxury brands. He’s counting big money inside fancy cars. Girls want him because he can change their life with wealth and style, wearing top brands from head to toe. He says he’s sold everything except his feelings, while some girls do whatever to get luxury bags. There’s a threat from people ready to hurt others, and he moves around in high-end places wearing expensive jewelry, connected with powerful friends.

[Ritornello: Luchè]
Again, he repeats the wild party lifestyle with a big bed, chaotic behavior, Miami trips, women, fast cars, and unusual things like an iguana on a leash. It shows a mix of crazy fun and luxury living.

[Strofa 2: Luchè]
He doesn’t respect anyone anymore and lives by a “your death, my life” attitude. He openly defies the police while being with a beautiful woman. People get attacked openly in broad daylight, like in a dangerous city. He counts millions in cash and hints that maybe he believes in God, showing a mix of power and uncertainty.

[Ritornello: Luchè]
The chorus repeats again, emphasizing the wild lifestyle with partying, travel, women, exotic pets, heavy smoking, and luxury. It shows the reckless energy of living fast.

[Parte II]
[Intro: Luchè]
Just a short, hype shout to set the beat going, hyping the mood with the name “Voga” on the beat.

[Strofa 1: Luchè]
He admits he doesn’t keep promises and only has time to stay on rhythm. He talks about winning awards but still being dangerous, ready to pull a gun during a storm. He wants to be around famous people like Kendall and Kylie and smokes high-quality mar!juana. He opens clubs by the beach, living like Miami with fast Ferraris and shining diamonds. There’s violence too, with broken bodies hidden and unsettled scores in luxury stores. He’s crazy like a wild month and compares himself to a tough character, ready to shoot from a rooftop. He thanks a girl for taking what he offers. They roll like a big crew, partying with friends. Only pregnancies happen if they dance together, and if he wastes someone’s money, he questions why he even thinks about it.

[Ritornello: Luchè]
He repeats that thinking about all this crazy life doesn’t make sense. It’s like admitting it’s wild and maybe a little confusing or pointless, but he can’t help it.

[Strofa 2: Simba La Rue]
He wishes to fly to Miami with its palms and asks if Miami loves him back. He’s rich, young, and confident, ready to teach others because he’s been through jail and survived. He talks about eating simple food while locked up, no leftovers. For years, he hasn’t taken taxis, only big rides. He’s relaxed and enjoys luxury, like a massage seat. Coming from a tough place, kids on small bikes flex expensive watches. He talks about his pay, carefully protecting his expensive shoes. People wear masks like it’s carnival, but it’s not a celebration—it’s serious. Everyone carries a hidden weapon, always ready for danger.

[Ritornello: Luchè]
The chorus returns, saying again that thinking about all this wild, crazy life doesn’t make sense, repeating the feeling of confusion and chaos in his world.