Tropics

[Intro: Bay Swag]

Tss

[Chorus: Bay Swag]

Hottest in the city, we could pop it

Honestly, if you hit ten niggas, out of pocket

Two racks, man, pop it

I like takin' bitches to the tropics

Hatin' bitch that's talkin 'bout another bitch, I'm switchin' the topic

Takin' off like a rocket, moment of silence for Rocket

[Verse 1: Bay Swag]

Let it breathe

Had that nigga bitch on her knees

Had that nigga bitch in the three

Had her eatin' pussy in the V

Bitches say I'm in a different league

All my bitches gotta keep it P

If you not, baby, you could exit

If I block you, hope you get the message

I don't play with that pussy, I beat it like Tekken

I don't play with that pussy, I don't leave it messy

I make a bitch write me a essay

I stay with a jacket like Izzy and Jefe

I tell her she look better naked

Ain't no layin' up, ain't no Netflix

If I shoot my shot, she gon' catch it

Fuck a happy home, I'ma wreck it

I'ma set the tone, set the record

That's your bitch right there? Better check it, shh

[Chorus: Bay Swag]

Hottest in the city, we could pop it

Two racks, man, pop it

I like takin' bitches to the tropics

Takin' off like a rocket, moment of silence for Rocket

[Verse 2: Quavo]

Yeah, yeah (Quavo)

She said she want to feel the breeze

Now she havin' sand on her feet, we're in Belize (Sand)

Bend it over, let me bust on the beach

Had to give her what she need, 'bout the dick, she a fiend (No cap)

I put some in her pocket, told her to pop it

Couple bands made her leave the nigga, he keep checkin' for her, I told her, "Block him" (Brr, brr)

Ghost ridin' the Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin like the Rocket (Skrrt-skrrt)

I'm talkin' trimmest in the city (Trimmest), bad, matchin' titties

She stackin' up her mun-yun, now she up a fifty (Fifty)

Broke niggas can't afford her 'cause she want Richard Milles (Richie, she want Richard Milles)

I'm talkin' 'bout baddest in the bitty (Bad)

Grab her by her inches

G6 got it drippin' (Wet)

In love with all my bitches (On God)

She wanna fuck on a trap nigga, I fucked her in the kitchen (Trap shit, tss, like, damn)

She wanna kick it with the Slizz' (The Slizz')

She wanna kick it with the— (Ss)

She wanna kick it with the Slizz' (The P's)

She wanna kick it with the— (Ss)

We go plain AP's (Woo)

Hundred bands on the—, uh

Get it tatted since you love me (Get it tatted)

[Chorus: Bay Swag]

Hottest in the city, we could pop it

Honestly, if you hit ten niggas, out of pocket

Two racks, man, pop it

I like takin' bitches to the tropics

Hatin' bitch that's talkin 'bout another bitch, I'm switchin' the topic

Takin' off like a rocket, moment of silence for Rocket