This is a song about "Tropical bag"

Everyday i'm from the ghetto, put y'all in a body bag,

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Ill bag you like groceries i flow ferociously

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Get carried away in a body bag

Roll up a joint we got mary in the bag

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

Maskin up to bag this up- getting that black ops dough

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

I go find it and cut it up and tie up the bag