This is a song about "Tropical beaches"

Hold me to the mic why im smoking on this tropical

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Beaches of normandy.

It ain't hard to make money

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

White sand beaches everywhere

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Cold heart steady dreamin of tropical climates

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives