Tropical

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Let me sip on my tropical juice
 And let me smoke this tropical weed
 B, I got the maddest of flavours
 Don't think that this shit comes cheap
 So bitch don't moan
 When I charge 15 for a D
 Just a little nigga in his zone
 Grind hard can't slow on these streets
 Mismatch and I'm doing it all
 Dip, splash and I'm getting him peak
 Huh? I'm in the field all day
 No time for these stupid neeks
 Come, bitch come my way
 Just watch how a veteran speaks
 Tooled up on the lurk for my prey
 The waigons don't want me to eat
 Man, the hood's all mad
 I wish I could just make my P
 But these bitches on me, so you know I can't lack
 The jake boys really on my back
 Got me in and out of court, got me feeling a twat
 And it's all my fault, 'cuh I'm always getting caught
 Like, I'm better than that
 The feds got like ten of the gang
 Free R1, free Max, free Taz
 Rest in peace all my brothers
 RIP Jetz, RIP T Bandz
 I buil' a sweet one with a mean kickback
 When I think about my bros
 Gorgeous thing, amazing round
 Smiles when the pack came in
 Now we gotta break this down
 In and out with a gorgeous thing
 That was an amazing round
 What she do with that shit?
 I didn't even make a sound
 Couple draw outs came in
 Now we gotta take them out
 Don't slip, don't slip
 'Cuh my niggas got it no doubt
 Stay stocked up, real shit
 The plug don't see no drought
 Bro said he got a move
 Cool, show me the ins and outs
 Said quick, we're in and we're out
 If he's giving it up, then we're putting him down
 Real trap nigga
 I'm grabbing them packs, and I push it around
 If the line goes stiff, then I'm hitting the strip
 And I perk it in town
 Said he got bits of the loud
 What bits of the loud? Bro ring right now
 I'm tryna make a killing right now
 Fuck that bitch, I ain't with it right now
 Why this bitch wanna grab on my jumper?
 I thought I was a one hit wonder?
 Now she calling me a one hit wonder
 I hit that once and where I went, gee, I wonder!
 Real anti social fucker
 Moan 'bout these blunt replies
 Well, these replies only gonna get blunter
 Other side with some fantasy knives
 Shit, you don't really wanna buck this cutter
 I love going round on a gorgeous glide
 Tryna see a gorgeous number
 My mum don't like how I play with knives
 Well, I'm real sorry mother
 But I won't have no joke boy take my life
 So, for now I gotta stay with my other
 Smiles when the pack came in
 Now we gotta break this down
 In and out with a gorgeous thing
 That was an amazing round
 What she do with that shit?
 I didn't even make a sound
 Couple draw outs came in
 Now we gotta take them out
 Don't slip, don't slip
 'Cuh my niggas got it no doubt
 Stay stocked up, real shit
 The plug don't see no drought
 Bro said he got a move
 Cool, show me the ins and outs
 Said quick, we're in and we're out
 If he's giving it up, then we're putting him down
 

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Duration
03:00
Key
10
Tempo
140 BPM

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