[Verse 1] Lace up, vendor day Leaf gloss, plant display You got moss, I got mist We trade names, then twist wrists [Chorus] Tropical drip—cult too clean Roots divine, leaves obscene Velvet veins, neon glow We don't stop—we grow slow [Verse 2] Pass the pot, cut the node Wrap the roots, pack the load Whispers deep, soil lore You ain’t seen this drip before [Bridge – Funk Slow Build] Humidity high Price tag low We make rain Every show [Final Chorus – Crowd Chant Layer] Tropical drip—shade supreme Plant cult roll like a dream Jungle chic, vendor soul Worship green, make it gold
