This is a song about "Tampa florida"

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Welcome to florida,catch a case go to court and im ordered out

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

From tampa all the way to alabama,you can hear them donks trunks slamming

Hot like florida sand bitch

And she stripping, go to college

Rapping fast like a florida tornado

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

That's how it went down in california then i've moved to florida

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh