BEACHSIDE Lyrics – TRIOPIAS

BEACHSIDE Lyrics by TRIOPIAS

Summer the heat yeah get it lit
b#tch on b#tch, call somebody
I’m still looking for melody
Stussy my shirt is killin it

Woah woah
Throwback season of misfit
This flow I do is mystic
Piece of cake, ain’t no biscuit

Ay yeah, who who the f#ck is callin me, woo
Back in the day sippin coke not coconut
Y’all really thought it was none at all
I do not hate, no I don’t like it

Giving my thoughts to in general
In the summer we get it lit, yeah
Pop one two cans and get it lit
Ay, 126 that’s the price

And I got a plate with no white rice
Huh, looking at the double cup
Is this the right size, huh
Wrist too heavy it broke my ice, yuh

Are you mad? Look at my eyes
I’mma get this shake it up
Soon getting popping up
It’s too fast better heads up, yuh

Huh, yeah
I feel like the gentlemen
When I be up for the settlement
I’mma call this like

I be like look at it rookie
She be like look at it rookie
I’mma be run it up
It ain’t for none of y’all

Why you smell like piss, huh
Summer the heat yeah get it lit
b#tch on b#tch, call somebody
I’m still looking for melody

Stussy my shirt is killin it
Woah woah
Throwback season of misfit
This flow I do is mystic

Piece of cake, ain’t no biscuit
Ay yeah, who who the f#ck is callin me, woo
Back in the day sippin coke not coconut
Y’all really thought it was none at all

I do not hate, no I don’t like it
Giving my thoughts to in general
In the summer we get it lit, yeah
Pop one two cans and get it lit
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TRIOPIAS Lyrics – BEACHSIDE

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