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letra de palm trees - king rae

[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-ckin 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-t you smoke on ain’t average
the sh-t 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-gga f-ck my brain
smoking twins
breakin down these stems
breakin down particles like the atom man
god d-mn im feelin myself
alot of bad b-tches tryna get in my belt
trippy life
we about to fly
we on cloud 9
b-tch dont k!ll 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-t since back then
back when i ain’t have sh-t
n0body know me since when
thats just past tense
runnin the game with these dope lines
cool with the pope
similar to c0ke sniffin out they nose
white folks
im just common
smokin amsterdam up in boston
my city yeah we mobbin
hotboxin out the c-ckpit
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-tch yeah we pimpin
you say b-tches come first
big money over b-tches for instance
yeah my team winnin
another hit dont get me tempted
been the sh-t 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-tch tryna stay consistent
n-gga f-ck my brain
words over layin
i dont really know what the f-ck 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
p-ss the blunt and ima peyton that sh-t
to who ever lungs open
dip it in syrup
if you ain’t coughin that b-tch 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-t 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-t movin slow motion tho
aha

[hook]

- king rae

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