Palm Trees

[Intro]

Yeah

It's some fly shit right here

(Statik Selektah)

We outside with it

Although, this summer, we really outside

We gettin' live tonight, though

Let's go

[Verse 1: 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 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

[Refrain: Solene]

Fresh out the coupe, yeah, we traveling high

Palm trees, the summer breeze kisses my neck, too fresh while we kicking back

Sex on the beach, yeah, we feeling the vibe

So fly, so fly, so fly, so fly, so fly

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]

Drop tops and palm trees

Hoppin' juice in a coupe, chasin' a Nike swoosh

Throwin' deuce out the roof, swingin' the axel loose

You can't refute how I leave bystanders lookin' 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 hatin' 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 tryin' 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

[Refrain: Solene]

Fresh out the coupe, yeah, we traveling high

Palm trees, the summer breeze kisses my neck too fresh, while we kicking back

Sex on the beach, yeah, we feeling the vibe

So fly, so fly, so fly, so fly, so fly

[Verse 3: 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

[Refrain: Solene]

Fresh out the coupe, yeah, we traveling high

Palm trees, the summer breeze kisses my neck, too fresh while we kicking back

Sex on the beach, yeah, we feeling the vibe

So fly, so fly, so fly, so fly, so fly