A$AP ANT, Lil 2dow - Tropical Rainstorm lyrics

I gotta bitch let me do
Anything that what I want
Blunt taste like fruit, yep, that it be Runtz
Sippin' the codeine dam forgot
Where put my blunt
She ain't DM me for months
She want me to freak
I love my fans, meet me at meet and greet
If it wasn't for my fans
I wouldn't know where I would be
The way I kick shit, compare me to Bruce Lee
Diamonds, they freeze wrist, look like I ski

If it wasn't for them J's, where would I be?
You know a nigga need them
Hit's rollin' off a bean
Got some niggas and the feds
Eatin' off a leaf (Free Shaka)
You know I'm ridin' wit' the
K pistol on the seat

I know the devil you don't wanna see
(You don't wanna see him)
I need a 44, a Rari
I serve my uncle, he was not eatin'
I told P, I'm on the way he said hurry
Soon as I hit Cali', dispensary (Smokin')

I feel like Jim Jones, I'm ballin'
You know that money keep callin'
(Speed dial)
Like I was sponsored by Spalding
I feel like I'm pow, nobody
Take a trip out to New Orleans

I'm a young heartbreak like Shawn Michaels
I'm shoppin' for rifles, I'm not a idol
(Sk’s)
I went straight to Paris, I'm at the Eiffel
I made her my side bitch no title
(no, I can’t do wifey)