Real Florida shit, Florida Jit Joe, R.I.P Jay Osama, Carolina style on this one though

VININ, are you kidding me

Ain't tryna pose, I'm a young, tall motherfucker, two hoops in my nose

I've been grinding way too long, I need my flowers, need my rose

I ain't got em yet, but I'll be ready cause I know they close

Coming out of nowhere, yeah, I'm jumping way up from tight ropes

Got my mind stuck on fortune, got my mind stuck on fame

Laughing out ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, that's on the way to the bank

I don't really rap but I sing, don't give a fuck what they say

Yeah, I'm taking their words and I'm spitting em out while I'm making it rain

That's why I brought my umbrella, this shit just ain't for show

That's why I'm talking this shit, I had to let em know

That's why these bitches doing flips, tryna get with Joe

That's why she on her knees and she tryna soak my soul

It's like a chemical reaction, yeah, I'm breaking hearts and getting back to soul

snatching

Baby, come on in and lock the door, lights camera action

Yeah, she special, she my unicorn and I'm her dragon

Pick the wrong myth, I'm the Kraken

She's screaming out, yeah, like the crack kid

Ain't tryna pose, I'm a young, tall motherfucker, two hoops in my nose

I've been grinding way too long, I need my flowers, need my rose

I ain't got em yet, but I'll be ready cause I know they close

Coming out of nowhere, yeah, I'm jumping way up from tight ropes

Got my mind stuck on fortune, got my mind stuck on fame

Laughing out ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, that's on the way to the bank

I don't really rap but I sing, don't give a fuck what they say

Yeah, I'm taking their words and I'm spitting em out while I'm making it rain