This is a song about "Honolulu hawaii"

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

So i grab my sandwich and eat it

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Its ridiculous, the current state of the game

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

C'mere slut! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

And put wack rappers on a island with a chain to the neck

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Paint a faint picture of a saint and repaint with a richer mixture of framed fame