Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tropical, artist - SL. Date of issue: 23.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tropical |
| 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 |