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XXXTENTACION

Palm Trees

 

Palm Trees


[XXXTENTACION:]
No, nigga I was–

Pick litter the middle of six niggers is bitter
As dick lickers as licking the clits, clitoris
Vigorous black bags like the vividus black Casper
Who's backing the bash faster than Beverly
Mean cash or with Cassidy and the passenger packing the shovel
Racking up bodies, quicker than calories salaries
Mean spend it and vend it a pussy magnet and stagnant
And fra fragments of faggots
Whose clique blacking with cactuses
And the package delivered
For fucking sending 'em cinnamon covered synonyms
Get' 'em, got 'em, killing 'em, killable fucking liberal
Kiddable little fucker then suck a cunt
In a couple of chemotherapy offices, officer
Of accomplishing condiments, any converse is commonly
Incompetent prominence, get a communist but
They never understand, how it feels to be a man
How it feels to be a man, hm

[MUUUDY BOOTS:]
Rolling blunts dump the guts inside a livid pool
We gonna cop a pound of weed and a pound of shrooms
PsychPsych Psychedelic man now if you turn on times
I read my story line, never did indulge a crime
Never did I leave a hundred questions in my head
Shit, nigga later, we dead
Paranormal pair of friends saying fuck the world we live
Fuck, fuck the world we live in, fuck what I don't represent

[Nyora Spouse:]
Uh, slump
Slump, yeah
Slump, bitch

Same old me, but a youngin got his cash up
Now I'm on the come up, now these biters playing catch up
Not talking 'bout tomatoes, play in my money like it's play dough
Never with that girl you claim, my nigga, is you gay though?
They say I couldn't rap, came back like receipts
You can meet me at the Lick or you can meet me at the crib
We can fuck up in the car or we can fuck up in the sheets
Any once I am meeting you in that pussy like a meet and greet
Living out my life courses
Take your bitch to eat, dining with five courses
Everything five stars, white bitches off bars
Man's on Mars, but I'm godly where I'm from

done

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