Tropicana Xavier Weeks

[Intro]
Kai just be finessin'
Yeah, yeah, oh
No, no

[Chorus]
Shawty said she need me, she don't need me
I was running to the bag, yeah, like a track meet (Yuh)
In that Tropicana in the summer (Ayy)
Grind all winter, shine all summer

[Verse]
I was down with no one to help me (Oh)
Hit the plug, "What's good, what you selling?" (Oh)
All I know is I'm here right now (Right now)
Remember days it was lights out
Yeah, now they see me on the TV
Took a long time, yeah, shit wasn't easy
Yeah, long nights on the road
Seen a lot of shit that you wouldn't even know (Know)
Yeah, take off, yeah, on set
My bitch is bad and bougie, feelin' like Offset
Yeah, they waiting, just wait 'til this project (Oh)
Yeah, hold on, I got it (Yeah)
The way she move got me feeling hypnotic
I ain't mean, no, bitch, I'm being honest (Yuh)
Yeah, took a flight straight to the tropics (Woah)
Yeah, yeah, straight to the tropics