tiki land

[Chorus]
(Boa, boa)
I just popped an X, I’m so high, I’m in Tiki Land
His lil’ bitch tryna free me, man
He wanna be me, man
He done brought his bitch around me—I’m bored again
He tried to clown on me, I hit his ass with F&N
I got too many voices in my head
I’m always with Squi', ’cause that’s my best friend
I’m uncertain ’bout this shit, I’m guessin’
Every time you take a L, you learn a lesson
I been takin’ L’s, but I’m not stressin’
Like do you want the Glock or wesson?
Hang with the Glock, Like who you pressin’?
Who the fuck you pressin’?
You know I keep a weapon
I pop X ’cause my life is depressing
I gotta stop talkin’ ‘bout X
I told my baby, “You know I get rest”
They like, “Bool’, you gotta chill on the drugs
You gotta chill it before yo ass check”
I told my baby, “Yeah, get over here—"
Yeah, get over here and drop neck”
I pop so much for my muhfuckin’ feelings, but I’m lookin’ for a damn exit
I don’t care ’bout comin’ in third place
I don’t care ’bout comin’ in second
Only care ‘bout better days
But I’m comin’ in first—yeah, now that you mention, man
Every time I shake it, lil’ bruh, it’s a dead end
Free my other best friend from my left hand
I don’t wanna burn in Hell yet, I wanna go to Heaven

[Chorus]
I just popped an X, I’m so high, I’m in Tiki Land
His lil’ bitch tryna free me, man
He wanna be me, man
He done brought his bitch around me—I’m bored again
He tried to clown on me, I hit his ass with F&N
I got too many voices in my head
I’m always with Squi', ’cause that’s my best friend
I’m uncertain ’bout this shit, I’m guessin’
Every time you take a L, you learn a lesson
I been takin’ L’s, but I’m not stressin’
Like do you want the Glock or wesson?
Like who you pressin’?
Who the fuck you pressin’?
You know I keep a weapon
I pop X ’cause my life is depressing
I gotta stop talkin’ ‘bout X
I told my baby, “You know I get rest”
They like, “Boo’, you gotta chill on the drugs
You gotta chill it before you ask for a check”
I told my baby, “Yeah, get over here—"
Yeah, get over here and drop neck”
I pop so much for my muhfuckin’ feelings, but I’m lookin’ for a different exit
I don’t care ’bout comin’ in third place
I don’t care ’bout comin’ in second
Only care ‘bout better days
But I’m comin’ in first—yeah, now that you mad, man
Every time I shake it, lil’ bruh, it’s a dead end
Free my other best friend from my left hand
I don’t wanna burn in Hell, yeah, I wanna go to Heaven
I don’t care ’bout comin’ in third place
I don’t care ’bout comin’ in second
Only care ‘bout better days
But I’m comin’ in first—yeah, now that you mad, man
Every time I shake it, lil’ bruh, it’s a dead end
Free my other best friend from my left hand