Tropicana

Niggas think they though cuz they got a gun in they hand till rocking fucking rock band Slide next to em like we next to kin oh I pop his top like he tropicana niggas so lame oh I can stand em
This Glock came with flash oh I call that camera pour up 6 in jug Tropicana i know know these nigga hating but I know these nigga fan huh oh boy I am hot somebody Please go grab fan pop out on his block with drums like rock band I don't do the shaking Hand I dont new Friendsnigga when steppen we don't leave shoe prints couldn't catch Up to em so we caught his man oh this bitch pretty she asking for dance ya I am rock Out like arrow Smith i am get close to em like he my cousin no family feud ain't Discussion every we shoot sould like percussions Choppa making dance like Mariachi Band all about my green yes sam I am
Niggas think they though cuz they got a gun in they hand till rocking fucking rock band Slide next to 'em like we next to kin oh I pop his top like he tropicana niggas so lame oh I can stand em



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Writer(s): Kyrin Thompson
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