Tropics

[Intro]
It was me on that sofa
(R14)

[Chorus]
Before I ever had me a soldier (Early days)
It was me on that sofa (Me)
I tool solo trips to Dover, b-b-bricks and boulders
Or me and Hitz with our tips pre-rolled up (My nigga)
Stones and stoners (My nigga)
Party, aunties talkin' 'bout put my coat up, it's not possible (No way)
What's under my jacket is horrible (Nasty)
Flat is fly these bells, unstoppable (Baow, baow)
Run-run, get shot, if you drop, man stand on top of you (Finish it)
Rip it and if man move more, I make the T-shirt look more colourful (Baow, baow)
The coast over here ain't pretty, this ain't the tropics (Not pretty)

[Verse]
8-8-8 boys, real hot topics (Really)
I try get Nicki to lock this blicky
She said that hеr brother will clock it under the bеd, not in the closet
You're under pressure, who's gonna stop it? (No one)
Nothin' but screams and cry's when I chopped it
He saw feds, but he failed when he hoped that he hopped it (Hopeless)
I want death, so I'm on the ride with shooters, yes (Gang)
Wish a million corn can fit in this ruler, that's a refills, you stretch (Die L's)
Got the best, nothin' more, nothin' less
I ain't gotta let them know in my text (No, brrt)
I ain't gotta claim like the work express, which town's next? (Which town's next?)
Which town's next for a conquer? (Which one?)
OT, man slick with it, I'm my own armed responder (Solo)
Low-key, man creep with it, land that a little bit longer (Land that)
This ain't a game or movie, lift this straight to the doctors (Lifted)
Slide through the block late night if you wanna meet real life monsters (Slide to the 8)
You ain't in this league, there's levels to this
Trap do both, that's pebbles or bits (Trappy)
One double O on your head, that's a hell of a split (That's a hell of a split)
You might rap like a shooter, trust me, he's never been it (No way)
I'm on the pitch, Monday through Sunday
Them man in fields don't ever bring kit
When will I quit? (Never)
From I wake up
These thoughts play in my mind (Fuck)
Each opp block gettin' taped up, which one ain't seen bine
Trip-trip-trip and get shaped up, slip in shavin' time (Shing that, shing that)
The crime rate just went way up, guess-guess-guess who made it rise? (Who?)
Don't cut through, that shit's too risky (Too risky)
This one-two-five better get me to sixty (Skrrt)
Five-O on my rear, fifth gear ain't enough, gotta plus ten, quickly (I'm off)
They nearly nicked me, but I'm too nifty, back to the block, it's sticky (Back to the block)
They don't wanna let free Billy, that's shotguns and glizzys (Big ones)

[Chorus]
Before I ever had me a soldier (Early days)
It was me on that sofa (Me)
I tool solo trips to Dover, b-b-bricks and boulders
Or me and Hitz with our tips pre-rolled up (My nigga)
Stones and stoners (My nigga)
Party, aunties talkin' 'bout put my coat up, it's not possible (No way)
What's under my jacket is horrible (Nasty)
Flat is fly these bells, unstoppable (Baow, baow)
Run-run, get shot, if you drop, man stand on top of you (Finish it)
Rip it and if man move more, I make the T-shirt look more colourful (Baow, baow)
The coast over here ain't pretty, this ain't the tropics (Tropics)

[Outro]
R14