Tropical - SL

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 fifteen for a D

Just a little nigga in his zone

Grind hard, can’t stow on these streets

Misch-mash 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, 'cah 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

R.I.P Jetz, R.I.P Bandz

I buil' a sweet one with a mean kickback

When I think about my bros (Ay, R.I.P my brothers)

(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, 'cah 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 percolate 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, 'cah 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