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I just might take me a trip to the tropics
Im getting lit talking popping
Im with your bitch and you know that she slobbing
Rockstar life you know that i'm rocking
That flow that you got yea you know that you jocked it
Going up something like rocket
Benjamin's all in my pocket
If it just dropped then you know that I copped it
Like
This fashion its getting to easy
Its bringing in all of these tricias
Im flooded in vv's and fiji
Now all of these bitches they needy
They need me
If it ain't a bro then I'm greedy
I just might pull up and stunt in a ghini
The nikes on my feet ain't no creasing

Im dripped in the sauce
Damn I turned to a boss
I won't take a loss
And you cannot guess what it cost
Yea and I keep me a Glock
Im knocking a nigga out his socks
Play with me boy and that boy getting shot
We gonna up at his top
I had a fetish for choppas since I was a youngin
I dream about hunting and gunning and drumming and drumming
While niggas was running
We gassing these niggas like hummers
Its gonna be a hot summer
We turn that smile to a bummer
We drill at night talking slumber
Empty his drain like a plumber
The winter its gonna be cold
So im rocking fur on my coat
While staying ten toes
My neck is the reason I'm froze
Now bitches they screaming front row
I drive the boat let it row
I got a heart full of gold
I am the one that they chose
I am the one they call goals
Aint giving a fuck bout the pros
Cause I am a pro
I did this shit all off the dome
I don't need notes
The only thing I needs a tote
And Jesus to guide me the ropes
Anything I say it go anything I say it go
Going up blowing up all on my own
They got me all in my zone

I just might take me a trip to the tropics
Im getting lit talking popping
Im with your bitch and you know that she slobbing
Rockstar life you know that i'm rocking
That flow that you got yea you know that you jocked it
Going up something like rocket
Benjamin's all in my pocket
If it just dropped then you know that I copped it
Like
This fashion its getting to easy
Its bringing in all of these tricias
Im flooded in vv's and fiji
Now all of these bitches they needy
They need me
If it ain't a bro then I'm greedy
I just might pull up and stunt in a ghini
The nikes on my feet ain't no creasing



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Writer(s): Nigel Brown
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