Palm Trees
(专辑: Start Finish Repeat - 2023)
Yeah It's some fly shit right here Statik Selektah We outside with it Although This summer, we really outside But, yeah, a
lot of the
night though Let's go [Termanology:] Heavy in my cup, pouring up Got a
whole seven grams in my Dutch, what the
fuck? It's a
Friday and crime pays, so roll up Don't nobody see you 'til you blowing up, that's a
fact Eyes on the
prize while you enjoy the
moment 'Cause don't nobody know where you going You could be an underground talented rapper who spit bars Then in the
next year, you could be a
star I
said it's all God's plan, but he give us free will Your choice to make moves, so be still Me? I'm an assassin murdering mics for dollar bills And you only good as your last kill Got a
new deal, cop some new wheels Cop some new drip, spend a
thou' on a
fit I
be moving 'round in Cali, out in Slauson Or H-Town to Austin, from Lawton to Boston We outside [Solene:] Fresh out the
coupe, yeah, we traveling high Palm trees, the
summer breeze kisses my neck, too fresh while we getting by Sex on the
beach, yeah, we feeling the
vibe So fly, so fly, so fly, so fly, so fly [Paul Wall:] Drop tops and palm trees Hopping juice in a
coupe, chasing a
Nike swoosh Throwing deuce out the
roof, swinging the
axel loose You can't refute how I
leave bystanders looking aloof Stacking loot twenty-five/eight, what's your excuse? Rest in peace Proof, I'm back on my codeine abuse Solo on the
loot, one deep, hustle recluse Pockets obtuse, so hating on me, what's the
use? My wrist rocky like the
lil' squirrel that's with the
moose I
had to jump through hoops to earn gains Rearrange the
plan, switch lanes and campaign I'm trying to expand, no time to explain When I
carre cut the
fangs, in amazement, they exclaim Come between me and my bread and that's dangerous When it come to hating, it's a
surplus Iced out surfers 'cause the
grind is in service Outside, don't get nervous It's a
circus Just stay on your note [Solene:] Fresh out the
coupe, yeah, we traveling high Palm trees, the
summer breeze kisses my neck too fresh, while we getting by Sex on the
beach, yeah, we feeling the
vibe So fly, so fly, so fly, so fly, so fly [AZ:] I'm the
fresh shoe stepper Hugh Heffner dresser Coupe pusher, jewel repper, yes, sir Young sire from the
gunfire Played the
field without an umpire, still got a
dove flier Higher, all I
saw was the
scoreboard Championships, champagne being poured To be ignored is energizing, no improvising What's meant is meant, without a
flinch was enterprising Visine, heard a
loop and got loopy with it Uzi spitted, Dior shades and Gucci fitted Truly vivid I
paint pictures, this cake mixture Only a
drifter'll differ and claim the
ain't scripture Biblical scrolls, this is miracle mold, behold God's plan, I
had zero control, console All haters, Avirex all gator Summer, spring, winter, fall, more paper [Solene:] Fresh out the
coupe, yeah, we traveling high Palm trees, the
summer breeze kisses my neck, too fresh while we getting back Sex on the
beach, yeah, we feeling the
life So fly, so fly, so fly, so fly, so fly