[Verse 1]
Sun on blast, chair recline,
I’m too cool in this coastline line.
Flip-flop kick, sand like silk,
Beer so cold got frost in milk.
No alarm, no calls, no boss,
Just this tan and the lime I toss.
Breathe so deep, I feel like king,
Drill in chest but the beach go bling.
[Verse 2]
Pop that top, let it foam,
Chillin’ hard in a coral dome.
Parasol shade, beat so mad,
Rap in fire, but vibe so glad.
No shoes on, ice on lip,
Taste that gold with every sip.
Clouds can wait, I’m cooked in breeze,
Life this sweet? Yeah, say cheese!
[Verse 3]
Drill don't stop but my brain on float,
Beachfront dreams with a rhymed-out coat.
Snap my verse like crab on plate,
Rhythm so fast it detonate.
Sweat in beads but grin in blast,
Fire in tongue, I spit too fast.
Chug that beat, then belch the rhyme,
Paradise ain’t got no time!
[Verse 4]
Palm tree lean like I do too,
Laid so flat but spit kung-fu.
No stress zone, just beats and sand,
Life so chill, but my bars demand.
Beach towel fly, shades on tilt,
This drip made of mango guilt.
One man flame in a mojito zone,
I drill rap in vacation tone.
[Verse 5]
Skrr in jet ski, verse on warp,
Speed so mean like a synthwave harp.
Bass like boom, flow like gun,
Shell casings drop with every pun.
Tropic fire, lava spit,
I got rhyme tan and a rhythm fit.
Cocktail clash with a snareline hit,
No break, no breath — just lit.
[Verse 6]
Sunset drop, but I still run bars,
Neon pulse like electric stars.
Flip that vibe, reload, go,
Barrel hot but I never slow.
Beach mode rage, I rap like wave,
Every line crash with no behave.
Firemode ON till the mic go ghost,
This paradise, and I toast the most.