STRAPPED!, Tony Shhnow - Tropics Lyrics

I turn up that pressure a little bit
I run up the digits
I play with the numbers
I told her I just wanna fuck to be honest
My cologne YSL, she know I got it
Me and my niggas we always the topic
Get out your head before we go in your pocket
I'm on the moon, riding round with that rocket
Still in the trenches
But I smoke on tropics
She just wanna get drunk as fuck
I wanna get head and get up
We finna go back to the hotel
Get a little one in
Beat her little back out
Hit her when I want to
I don't call her phone much
She do what she wanna do
She don't ask me nun
She know what I'm gonna do
I keep it real ain't no way you gotta lie to
He could do you dirty but I ain't the one you could cry to
No
I ain't that nigga you could gossip with
I ain't that nigga you should ever want some problems with
I am that nigga you could probably make some profit with
Make you the one from the two
Diamonds piss, poppin shit (Ice)
She think that my lifestyle crazy
I fuck her for an hour now she tryna have my baby
I kicked her out the condo
She said Tony can you save me?
If you don't like me right now
By the end than you gon hate me
I turn up that pressure a little bit
I run up the digits
I play with the numbers
I told her I just wanna fuck to be honest
My cologne YSL, she know I got it
Me and my niggas we always the topic
Get out your head before we go in your pocket
I'm on the moon, riding round with that rocket
Still in the trenches
But I smoke on tropics
I turn up that pressure a little bit
I run up the digits
I play with the numbers
I told her I just wanna fuck to be honest
My cologne YSL, she know I got it
Me and my niggas we always the topic
Get out your head before we go in your pocket
I'm on the moon, riding round with that rocket
Still in the trenches
But I smoke on tropics

I turn up that pressure a little bit
I run up the digits
I play with the numbers
I told her I just wanna fuck to be honest
My cologne YSL, she know I got it
Me and my niggas we always the topic
Get out your head before we go in your pocket
I'm on the moon, riding round with that rocket
Still in the trenches
But I smoke on tropics
She just wanna get drunk as fuck
I wanna get head and get up
We finna go back to the hotel
Get a little one in
Beat her little back out
Hit her when I want to
I don't call her phone much
She do what she wanna do
She don't ask me nun
She know what I'm gonna do
I keep it real ain't no way you gotta lie to
He could do you dirty but I ain't the one you could cry to
No
I ain't that nigga you could gossip with
I ain't that nigga you should ever want some problems with
I am that nigga you could probably make some profit with
Make you the one from the two
Diamonds piss, poppin shit (Ice)
She think that my lifestyle crazy
I fuck her for an hour now she tryna have my baby
I kicked her out the condo
She said Tony can you save me?
If you don't like me right now
By the end than you gon hate me
I turn up that pressure a little bit
I run up the digits
I play with the numbers
I told her I just wanna fuck to be honest
My cologne YSL, she know I got it
Me and my niggas we always the topic
Get out your head before we go in your pocket
I'm on the moon, riding round with that rocket
Still in the trenches
But I smoke on tropics
I turn up that pressure a little bit
I run up the digits
I play with the numbers
I told her I just wanna fuck to be honest
My cologne YSL, she know I got it
Me and my niggas we always the topic
Get out your head before we go in your pocket
I'm on the moon, riding round with that rocket
Still in the trenches
But I smoke on tropics