James Reid
Tropical Vikings
[Verse 1: Curtismith]
I want a million lives
I want a billi in profits
When all that I got is a villanous mind
I keep it real in the pocket
While you hear them venomous lies
I do not speak like a prophet
'Cause I've got a million styles
Let's see what's really inside
Pulling over in the whip
Flying out another trip
My sound is my sound
Mothafucka get a grip
100,000 on the wrist
Whole team with the drip
Young lady with the nice style
You can come and take a sip
All I wanna do is take the bans out
I ain't really looking for your handout these days
I ain't really trippin' bout the stats now
All I do is bring out all the facts now
And we play
[Chorus: James Reid]
Something going on around the islands
Money flow wherever Iʼve been promise
Just another viking in the tropics
Taking over
Try and stop this, nah bitch
[Verse 2: Massiah]
Ay
Bitch, dont tell me what I can or can't do
Headed to the beach
I'm bringing sand too
You muhfuckas cheap like you was canned food
Thinking you the bosses
But you acting like some damn goons
No time for the fake
I learned the hard way that fuckers do anything for the cake
Fuckers living in deception
Need a visit to the reverend
The gang took me all the way to the top
Never losing focus for a second
I've been hella faded for the past couple days
But still go back for seconds
Everytime its a show, yeah
We shut it down, yeah
AK-47 flow go a hundred rounds, yeah
Spent a couple bands on a new bike
Just to go round town, yeah
Sly foxes always hating
Bitch, I'm with the hounds, yeah
[Chorus: James Reid]
Something going on around the islands
Money flow wherever Iʼve been promise
Just another viking in the tropics
Taking over
Try and stop this, nah bitch
Make a killing
Finna conquer
Iʼm a dreamer
The floor is lava
Something going on around the islands
Straight fire when we vibinʼ promise
[Verse 3: Jid Durano]
Woah
Not here just for the placement
Not 'bout how much this cake is
We the history in the making
I'm here to make a statement
'Cause you know they sound the same and
Their words needs real replacement
When I leave em alone
They provoke me
I know you talking 'bout me boy
Say it straight up to my face
Then weʼll know who walks the talk
You better know I ain't playin', boy
I got real killas back in mstate
I bet you didn't know, boy
You just canʼt play around with us
This not 'bout whoʼs conscious
Stop with all your nonsense
Blown up egos on a blimp
They all just thought they god sent
Think back where you started
I was hella grinding
Things never happen over night
Been working more than overtime
Wassup
[Verse 4: Jetter]
You know I be on it
Bitch, you can't relate
You know I'm that fire that you can't escape
Why you tryna ball?
We all know you're fake
While you going down, we gon elevate
Ooh, you just keep that bullshit at a distance
Shawty, give it up with no resistance
Work, work, work
That's persistence
You just keep that bullshit at a distance, ooh yeah
I don't really get what you're tryin' prove' yeah
Fake it till you make it
You can't even do that
Kill this beat with ease, yeah
I'mma do that
Jetter
[Chorus: James Reid]
Something going on around the islands
Money flow wherever Iʼve been promise
Just another viking in the tropics
Taking over
Try and stop this, nah bitch
Make a killing
Finna conquer
Iʼm a dreamer
The floor is lava
Something going on around the islands
Straight fire when we vibinʼ promise
[Verse 5: KINGwAw]
Getting harder to relate
Going up just like the rate
Need more room up in the safe now
Iʼm just moving
Try and stop me
Fire
Tommy
Timmy turner
Paper
Burner
Beats get murder
Take this further
Run up
Serve em
Bitches
Curb em
Careless
Worth it
Working
Earning
Touring
Foreign
Timing
Perfect
Villains
Lurking
Keep on swerving
My team
Flourish
Found my purpose
Public service
Careless