This is a song about "Florida keys"

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Ain't shit phasing me, spitting dope like i'm cloaked in keys

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Pianist playing with locked keys, calling me cocky

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

Bitch you should see my wallet

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

We can make more, make babies

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

Spb dont fuck around with no 8 balls we selling keys

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies