Caribbean

Oh lawd, yea Oh lawd, yea Oh lawd, yea Five minutes for a pop out on the westside, that's a fair meeting Met lil shawty by my pops house, lil bad bitch, she caribbean I've been tryna live righteous, but the wrong way, she gon steer me in My bag, ima still be in My bad, tryna flex hard Tryna pop tags, before the cops blast Ill motive, sick lil nigga, N95 mask Where you goin, I'll be right back, get a fly swat But if God ask, where I been at Nigga I ain't seen the church in a long time Fuckin bitches on my down time Looking for a purpose, and I found mine Cup looking like it's color purple Ain't no whoopi gold for the boujee hoes They was driving down rosecrans, both hands give em bullet holes They ain't give a nigga flowers, so from the ground, niggas fully rose In the cold, tryna make these hoes touch they toes Wipe a nigga nose, I suppose Jumped off the porch 2014 We was both livin poorly But just know most importantly Made it out writing bars with the ink If you need saving, nigga just blink Nick Saban with the young bulls Let a nigga go against the team We gon drop em off in the caribbean Drop em off in the caribbean Did this shit for my well bein Roll another, I need help sleepin Fire spittin, we was hell breathin Higher mission for a higher power Caught the beat one handed, that's just that Odell treatment