"Tropical" lyrics

Chevy paint tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

I bear arms, literally bare arms
30 inch air don, G4, we call it "air fun"
Plus, I got some killers over there and over there for 'em
My partner couldn't make it, I'm 'a put one in your hair for him
32 inches and the rims come in rare form
My partners on the block know I love 'em and I care for 'em
I remember we was in the blood, sellin heron
Shawty caught a charge, nigga, trust me, I was there for him
Somebody say a prayer for him
I never overlook ya'll
The shit ya doin uptown is like a pre-season in football
People tellin me I'm bein wise buy some Rarris
I said "Or jump. I'm gonna go and get my chopper"
I ain't scared, I'm ridin around bumpin Cyndi Lauper
'Bout to stop at Burger King and get me a Whopper
Niggas just mad 'cause my rims so whopper
Plus it's Grand Hustle, ya'll never could stop us

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

I love killings are passionate
Murders are immaculate
Acute angle, shoot at a nigga, 'cause I'll rackulate
Bullets to the front of your head, and blow out the back of it
36 ounces, now let's see what I can stack of it
I am not average, more like maverick
One niper slug and a prayer, that's what I battle with
Manslaughter, shawty droppin niggas like cattle shit
Like snakes, I rattle it, killings for no matter
In the hood on that old batter batter shit
Bitch try to rob me, like a heart they on that saddle shit
Die Another Day, James Bond, ya'll see me
No hoes drunk 'cause I'm in the Aston Martini
I walk up in the mall, 20 large and branini bitch
Penthouse at the 12, 90-inch screen TV bitch
Bitches goin crazy just 'cause they see me on TV bitch
My Chevy paint Tropical, niggas can't see me bitch!

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Chevy paint Tropical
A wima way, a wima way
Got them calling Fema, 'cause my chopper on Katrina spray

Dro!