In the savage streets of Miami, loyalty's cheaper than a dime bag and love's just another hustle.
Layla was born from blood, raised by the block, and schooled by betrayal. When she falls for Rico — the slick-talking playa with a deadly smile — she thinks she's riding shotgun to the throne. But fast money breeds faster enemies, and behind every kiss is a loaded gun.
As Layla claws her way up the trap food chain, she learns the hard way: fck love, trust no ngga, and loyalty'll get you buried faster than a bullet.
When love turns lethal and every dck's connected to a death wish, Layla's gotta decide — die somebody's btch... or live like a motherfcking boss.
Miami's streets ain't for the weak. And this btch? She was made for war.