This is a song about "Chilling on beach"

Chilling on the bed cuz you know what i really said

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay

Catch, me chilling wielding the heney like pac on some thug-life shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Yea i live on the maufukin beach kids outside an dey playin in the heat

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

Me and you at the beach on a bright and sunny day

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

I'll a hurt a little #birdies #feet, #eagle got the #early #reach,

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat