Tropicana Lyrics

Sipping on that Tropicana

All these feelings I can't handle

Only way that I can manage

All I need is Tropicana

Dont expect you to understand it

Just me and my tropicana

Lean in my Tropicana

I'm so damaged

Sipping on that Tropicana

Somewhere on a island with my lil bitch and you know she Spanish

Popped a nigga like I just opened a can up

Poof now he gone like that nigga vanished

Turn him to a ghost like he Danny phantom

Make me mad and my Glocks throw a tantrum

Feel like I've been here before

Everyday I ask god for one more

All I want is to see my kids grow

How to make a M all I need to know

Run up then that heat gone blow

He telling me but what is he gone show

Drug binge heart racing

High speed car chases

Tabs got me in the matrix

Feel lm losing it I can't take it

Hang round fuck niggas I cannot fake it

Hang on gang we gone make it

All these dreams Ima chase em

Strip a fuck nigga call em Channing Tatum

Don't want give it up but we gone make em

Baby don't give me yo heart I tend to break em

All these chances ima take em

All my problems ima face em

The finer things i promise ima taste em

Open fire another cold case

Swipe right

Till the end I'm tender chasin

You swipe right you tinder chasin

Po up another Tropicana

Pop me a perc boost up my stamina

Ghost a bitch like Danny phantom huh

She on my dick and you jus a fan of her

He found out I know he sick

Came in my dm and tried to throw a tantrum huh

Yo feelins you better manage em

Let me remind you 25 bars ago enough said

All I need is what's in this cup

Need no love that ain't enough

You a pushover when push come to shove

I need the puss motha fuck the love

I need my kids motha fuck the drugs

Heart ain't got strings so you can't tug

Gave you my heart and that ain't enough

She only love me when I'm splurging But I'm knowin that ain't love

Only one that love me is Tropicana

She help me with all this pain I ain't over come

Jus patch that shit up w the drugs

Like Chris I had learned to tuck

Tuckered out

After dinner ima slut her out

She say I'm crazy because I nutted in her mouth

Can't know where I stay

So you know we fucking at her house

She say she love me what's the specific amount

She don't love me

Sipping on that Tropicana

All these feelings I can't handle

Only way that I can manage

All I need is Tropicana

Dont expect you to understand it

Just me and my tropicana

Lean in my Tropicana

I'm so damaged