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