Rocket Cartel - Palm Trees lyrics

[Verse 1: Will Money] Tropical beach under a palm tree In some unpronounceable country Always followin' where the sun be And them suntanned blonde b**hes love me We finna roll weed shortly Get higher then Neptune, I think I'm Surfboard P Winter where I'm from but round here it's the local summer In a cabana with a chick that smell like cocoa bu*ter Dark rum in the gla** but we ain't overdone it f** her then roll up another, puff it then go back to f**in' We puffin' hella ganja, had it shipped by helicopter Blowin' so much smoke you'd think it was the smoke monster [Verse 2: Pyrex French] Skateboards and tall tees, Bacardi under palm trees Food and b**hes Chinese, get down upon your knees please California boy, Sacramento to the Bottoms Beach-punk style and Mendo low loudpacks, I got 'em End of the month pains, talk about your own strains f** a cosign because you changed your mind about me Coked up, damn, 80s Hawaiian style shirts, wavy f** that seapunk style I worked for your gang first so pay me Pyrex livin', go cop you a timeshare Grab some Robitussin and a Craigslist lawn chair Totally self-made, I kiss my own owies Palm tree track, I'm done here cause I'm flyin' home to Maui