This is a song about "Tropical beaches"

Stupid leeches, while y'all critics, politicians on beaches,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

That i burn up like miami beaches/

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

From out of nowhere

White sand beaches everywhere

Fuck that now trying get the money

Beaches of normandy.

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Hold me to the mic why im smoking on this tropical