Trees

Lyrics

[Chorus: Fukkit] Okay, look, uh Tropical flow, you want smoke, we palm trees I'm a dog, got fleas, at the mall, cop a fleece In the mood for some becky, might call up yo' niece And she bruise both knees, better watch how you speak I got too many kills to go chill on the beach Got too many skills, on they hill is defeat And the blood cover me like a blanket it seems [Verse 1: Fukkit] But been in the field like some worn-out cleats It's game time, pussy, don't shit where we eat Got no time to play footsie with bitches on me Know the boy sick like his face lookin' green Don't get carried away by the wind like a leaf Opps wanna eat but they can't, it's a feast No love on this side, get a bullet for peace Act like a fruit, that's the moment we squeeze Get turnt to a vegetable, nigga, some peas Piss on the pavement and smash in your teeth That's a line in the sand we gon' draw for the week Off-top, no cap, only wavin' the beam Like a piccolo, play me, now when do you leave? Make a hole in your stomach like Dragon Ball Z I got too many depressants on me Drip out the flood like he came from the sea Run out of time then I cop an AP I been too invest with my following, please Y'all niggas just stans, call us on the tea And I argue with fans on the TL with ease I fuck off the Xan, now I'm spillin' the tea The Glock in my hand, let it smoke like a Jeep The money in my pocket a marketing fee Let this .22 caliber tickle your cheek [Chorus: Fukkit & Kamiyada+] Okay, look, uh Tropical flow, you want smoke, we palm trees I'm a dog, got fleas, at the mall, cop a fleece In the mood for some becky, might call up yo' niece And she bruise both knees, better watch how you speak I got too many kills to go chill on the beach Got too many skills, on they hill is defeat (Yah, yah) And the blood cover me like a blanket it seems (Ayy) [Verse 2: Kamiyada+] Fuck it, we ain't done yet Sticks in the house gettin' built like Jack My Asian shooter keep that Virginia Tech If he dissin' the gang then it's off with his neck Puttin' my dick in the woman that birthed you It make me laugh 'cause I know that it hurt you Louis V drip, I'm on FaceTime with Virgil Like a sea bear, nigga, you outside my circle I pull up with the stick 'cause I know you ain't ready In my palm tree shirt like I'm Tommy Vercetti My clip started out full, when I saw you it emptied And yo, y'all with the chop like I'm trimming the hedges Way I'm surgery sharp, Edward Scissorhands Yo' bitch say she hungry, I'm feedin' her dick again Get the pack from the island, we smokin' on Gilligan And I freestyled this verse, you can tell how I'm punchin' in It's a D.C. sniper, shoot through the peephole Runnin' the game like I move with a cheat code True life, I'm addicted to free coke That bitch say that she sing so I know that she deepthroat Now I'm cashin' a check, my block is a bustdown See this AR? This hoe finna bust down Like it's takin' a shit, this hoe finna dump out Yeah, it's Kami and Fukkit, you know that you fucked now [Chorus: Fukkit] Okay, look, uh Tropical flow, you want smoke, we palm trees I'm a dog, got fleas, at the mall, cop a fleece In the mood for some becky, might call up yo' niece And she bruise both knees, better watch how you speak I got too many kills to go chill on the beach Got too many skills, on they hill is defeat And the blood cover me like a blanket it seems