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Finna go to tropics, got your wifey she is in my c*ckpit Brendan Gorno he ain't gonna stop sh*t Yung booty banger, gonna get my c*ck licked On my waist I got a 40’, gonna shoot you and your shordy Diamonds on my wrist, girls looking horny Hit it from the back and make a p***y All these haters gotta talk sh*t Never humble, diamonds milly rock quick If they want smoke, they finna off it Got like 10 racks hanging out my pocket Me and my boys we like to shoplift Never hungry we stealing chocolate Stuff it in my pocket than I walk quick Do what you do, cuz we in the tropics My water got her crazy She used even to hate me Now she calling me baby Things change like I'm wavy Crazy She used even to hate me Now she calling me baby Things change like I'm wavy Shooting up like call of duty Rapping fast don't wanna lose me Yeah this girl she bad and boujee Her a** definition of beauty Yeah I came from the top Like your b*t*h she gave me top Tropical vibes in the drop top 60fps on the laptop Clout hella strong no I can't stop Shoutout my gang DLayo no we won't flop Gotta get this cash Do the race, do the dash I dip and I’m out in a flash Your b*t*h she let the mans smash Diamonds on the wrist, let the water splash Yeah I think your b*t*h got a mustache Lil Cyber my heat give you a rash You a lil b*t*h and your sh*t’s trash Yeah you got no reason to hate me I didn't do sh*t but you salty Now im chillin up in the tropics Lil b*t*h now you wish you could be me Yeah I Hide my stick in my sleevie I wanna see your b*t*h in a bikini Nah, Imma chill this is getting beefy Short like your d**k keep it stiffy You got the b*t*hes feelin’ sleepy Man you fell off, lookin like leafy Now don't say my sh*t is cheesy You got jack sh*t go and find a genie Better chill out, drink a martini Chilling with my boys out in the tropics We gon make it big that's a promise In the tropics live it up, it’s exotic Yeah lil gorno talking smack Pull up in his shack and make him Yack Yeah, you know these b*t*hes all up on my stick Pop them in the head and then i run quick Looking at my ice, yeah it makes them click Got all these b*t*hes on my slimy d**k Yeah, They don’t wanna see me glow Wait till I come up and let em know Pull up to your crib and tap your jaw Yeah waste yutes, they know that it's a law White chick, yeah she lick me Come up from behind and whip my wee wee Yeah, driving fast in my Mercedes Benz In the tropics, yeah you know I’m feeding hands Yeah, y’all know this verse go hard You shouldn’t have made me whip out my trap card
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