Tropicana groovy punch sipping

Usually up whipping for the stereo stereo

Tropicana watch 'em go bananas

When they see the whip they be like

There he go

Coming in on the 1 no time for the 2

369 she fine I'mma choose

Funk and the rock I'm a genre confused

S**t if the shoe fits don't mind if I do

Just climbed out the blue into the gold

Only thing I never did was fit to the mould

They did what they told I did what I felt like

Hulk Hogan air guitar solo on the belt like rreeoww

Intro unnecessary I been d**e young legendary

I'm a fire need a hose and some h*es I suppose

I should hire me a secretary

Ah

I ain't always been the best Samaritan but still I try

I ain't gotta go confessing every sin but I will not lie

Don't kill my high on some matador s**t

Don't mean much to me when you scheme

On the low

Don't mean mug at me be mad at your chick

She my trap queen cooking in the fortress

What up Fetty

Now they wasn't ready for the brand new heavy

Funk for your mind body and soul soul

So if it don't bump in the trunk

I'm like adios I'm a

Tropicana groovy punch sipping

Usually up whipping for the stereo stereo

Tropicana watch 'em go banana

When they see the whip they be like

There he go there he go

Like ahh on the 2 this time

Gotta whole new attitude this time

Like ahh that's you this mine

Look what a rapper do to get signed

And ahh I can't believe my eyes

My ears might lose my mind

I hear he a killer and you still say free my bro

Truth be told he should do his time

But hey that's another song

That's none of my business

What go around come around one day it'll come along

I done come a long way I been running off fumes

In pursuit of that b***h success

I can already smell her perfume man it's sweet like chariots

Swinging low where the berries picked verified it's very lit

Got a state on your back can you carry it

Huh

Don't drop that dun-dun-dun

The dunce in the cap was once in the back of the class

Ain't know how to act but I passed didn't I

Do what I said did I lie Okay I'll wait

You wanna stay alive then you gotta look him dead in the eyes

Otherwise on the high cause I'm a

Tropicana groovy punch sipping

Usually up whipping for the stereo stereo

Tropicana watch 'em go banana

When they see the whip they be like

There he go there he go

Stereo stereo