King Rae - Palm Trees lyrics

[Hook] So much grams Unzip the bag Dip in my hands Then I palm trees So when you throw shade It can never harm me So when you throw shade It can never harm me (repeat) [Verse 1: King Rae] Today I purchased a coffin And thats where ima sleep When i die they gone bury me In f**in mink sheets Wit a big pile of weed Surrounded by me Put me in my coffin with a bottle full of lean Your perception Makes you think unholy resurrection But you see the greater purpose Stepping into my inception Im the leverage Im the savage The sh** you smoke on ain't average The sh** my team be rollin you ain't packin wat we packin Everyday me and Mary Jane I must be Klark Kent cause I smoke wit Louis Lane n***a f** my brain Smoking twins Breakin down these stems Breakin down particles like the atom man God damn Im feelin myself Alot of bad b**hes tryna get in my belt Trippy life We about to fly We on cloud 9 b**h dont k** my high [Hook] [Verse 2: Taye] When I die bury me inside a golden casket Ho Ima king dress me in the latest fashion I been the sh** since back then Back when i ain't have sh** Nobody know me since when Thats just past tense Runnin the game with these dope lines Cool with the pope Similar to coke sniffin out they nose White folks Im just common Smokin amsterdam up in Boston My city yeah we mobbin Hotboxin out the co*kpit Spendin 50 on the zip Im equip smokin blunts as fat as Peter Griff Got me leanin Mo money mo weed More accessories Thats the life of a king And my joint rolled Scottish b**h yeah we pimpin You say b**hes come first Big money over b**hes for instance Yeah my team winnin Another hit dont get me tempted Been the sh** from start to finish [Hook] [Verse 3: $hon] Its like I got something jammed I been tryna open up my gland You wouldn't understand what i got planned Why you up fiendin for the perspective Im in this b**h tryna stay consistent n***a f** my brain Words over layin I dont really know what the f** im sayin See i got a reason why I dont like math Cause i kept gettin messed up with findin The connection with X to C Did you catch that Pa** the blunt and Ima Peyton that sh** To who ever lungs open Dip it in syrup If you ain't coughin that b**h ain't workin I would be lyin if i said I never sleep But my eyes closed as I speak And as I sleep walk in the clouds as hard as concert Im feeling like a bird more like a satellite I dont think Im comin down sh** Im so high ain't no way you can hurt me now My vision gettin stupid blurred Somebody must have threw a red flag Because sh** movin slow motion tho Aha [Hook]