文本歌词

Palm Trees - Flatbush Zombies
Written by：Erick Arc Elliott/Meechy Darko/Zombie Juice
So much grams unzip the bag
Dip in my hand then I palm trees
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
So much grams unzip the bag
Dip in my hand then I palm trees
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
Lions don't lose sleep over the 'pinion of sheep
On the road to the riches money sticking to my cleats
I am moi magnifique skin noir darky meech
Niggas with the most opinions usually have the least
It's funny how now rappers be on their druggy sh*t
Downloaded my tape sat back studied sh*t
Acid pack a hundred hits shroom caps and hash bricks
Trippy like that destiny child chick on 106
This white b**ch had the f**king nerve to call me a ni**a
When she the one paying the surgeon for her lips to get bigger
Do you get the bigger picture sh*t is backwards my ni**a
You sneak dissing taking jabs get your boxing on
Cause you ain't get the word I'm glock lesnar in the octagon
This sh*t is straight absurd do not hate me cause your life is shitty
I show no pity you turd you better off in the dirt
Now you better off dead like the title of my work
So much grams unzip the bag
Dip in my hand then I palm trees
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
Everyday me and mary Jane
You might say I'm addicted but me I'm truly lifted
Stoned so loud you can hear me in the crowd
Smoking girl scout sour by the ounce
Mary never cheat me
Mary not a backstabbing b**ch that'll lie and deceive me
Spread it even even hash wax in the evening
Dab or die trying on the road to zion
Damn they try and stick me for my paper
They trying to take me under I've seen it through the vapors
Jealous ones still envy got a couple real with me
And my b**ch will talk some sh*t and smoke the kil' with me
Meech will hide the body enough of that though
They saying talk is cheap so I'll be smiling when we meet
They screaming zombies out in England
But I'm on the block with mary pushing and dreaming
Ah ah ah I'm feeling myself
Thizzle fo' shizzle my nizzle spitting riddles on instrumentals
Trippy life blotter in the night
Fill my appetite fill my appetite
So much grams unzip the bag
Dip in my hand then I palm trees
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
Could be your mans or be your fan or be your kin
Pay your dues man I gotta choose whether I lose or win this
Foe or friend can't determine the difference
The instance they see you peaking they p**sy be leaking fluid
My ni**a what is you doing all black in the back of a buick
I'm proving I'm sadistic as sin as I'm making murderous music
We don't rep the same things nah don't bother confuse it
So much stressing on my brain momma think I'ma lose it
Human vagabond hoes that stow they panties in my carry on
Why you hating niggas acting nonchalant honest bro
F**k your publication that say I'm a third wheel
Architect build your mind set stress but won't swell
Oh yes I smoke kill I'm crack you smoke krills
I pack you d**e deal in fact I'm so chill
I'm never off the pivot six stitches to your image
Not offended when you call me genius all that means is
So much grams unzip the bag
Dip in my hand then I palm trees
So when you throw shade it could never harm me
So when you throw shade it could never harm me