Sandals On Da Beach

(Intro)
Yeah bitch you see me!
You know how the fuck I be doin'
How the fuck I be grooving
Locklear, locklear, locklear!
Yeah
New Westside Florida shit baby
You know hand me my phone and I'll pour me more
You know how we rollin' scrow

(Chorus)
Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites
Keep a 19 on me every day of the week
New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street
Fresh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach
Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites
Keep a 19 with me every day of thе week
New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street
Frеsh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach

(Verse)
Welcome down to Florida where we really tote motors
Knock ya head off ya shoulder show you who a true soldier
One-double-oh daily let me grab a Kombucha
Two fast for these suckers, can’t catch up on me losing
Death as you will, sit back take notes
Since a jit off the post I been running off the stove
Hell yeah, I still post, hoe hand me a six
While I relax in the mix and flip me some tricks
I am pimpin to the bone
Really hard on a hoe, pimp game in stone
Shit cold dog, but so is the world
Imma make money off this music ain’t for me girl

(Chorus)
Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites
Keep a 19 on me every day of the week
New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street
Fresh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach
Pull up in the ghetty and stop at the suites
Keep a 19 with me every day of the week
New block, old gwap, you can smell it on the street
Fresh clothes, new hoes, sandals on the beach