Palm Trees

[Verse 1]
Uh, look, ah
Liquor stores, Dickie suits
Cike like a Bentley Coupe
We put in work, no 9 to 5
This full time, just living through
Uh, getting by
Heavy traffic, crossing state lines
Niggas make it back, everybody love you
Switched up faster than a blinking eye
Speaking of
Them niggas you don't fuck with when you die
They gon' post you up
The caption gon' say some dumb shit like "It was love"
Tsk, ha, what the fuck
Right in front that liquor store
Tsk, lighting candles up

[Chorus]
Liquor stores
Candle lights and Palm Trees
Liquor stores
Dickie suits and Palm Trees

[Verse 2]
Ah, pour some Remy out
In front your granny house
Eyes red, I'm fucked up
But pull them panties down
Look, I'm sliding in
Red rum, I took a dive in
Now I'm Michael Phelps
Gold medal on my wrists
Gold medal around my neck
Gold medal for a bitch
Backpedal through the set
Air holes on the TEC
Pussy nigga talking shit
Air holes in his neck
Let the nigga vent, Killa!

[Chorus]
Liquor stores
Yellow tape and Palm Trees
Liquor stores
Prostitutes and Palm Trees

[Verse 3]
Ah, gang fights in the holding tank
Your favorite rival's protegé
Every day for a weekend
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He facing Life like Ray and Claude
Won off of Confrontation Clause
Witness never showed up
Touchdown, he a big dog
Back to it, dope spot
Shit jumping like Kris Kross
Two pistols, double dutch
Really had shit jumping off
Playing bully ball, punking niggas out
Now, they plotting how to dump him out
Pulled up like Ilena's cousin
Through the windows they was hanging out

[Menace II Society Interlude]

Yo, what's up now, partner?

*Gunfire

Get down, Ronnie! Get down! Down! Down!

*Gunfire

*Tires squealing

[Chorus]
Liquor stores
Shootouts and Palm Trees
Liquor stores
Candle lights and Palm Trees