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It seem like every time I drop, that shit go hard
Passport, work visa, and that bank card, oh God
I'm only here for the bankroll
No time for the fake hoes
If I find the time I might fly to Naij and find a wife out in Lagos

Or a bae in Montego

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Nigga need a passport just to court
Plus I been hustlin' for so long it
Feel like I'm rappin' just for sport
Ball on the track never mix my sports
Ball on the track when I whip that Porsche
All on the Audubon, kill everybody like Columbine
Need a country to occupy
Hit Dubai for the Gold Bazaar
Gettin' to the green like a Bulbasaur
Got a white driver named Balthazar
Hit Cuba for a boss cigar
Then Miami for a nice time
All Imma do is just write rhymes
Palm ass while blowing gas
Next stop, that's the Netherlands, coffee shops all in Amsterdam

I'm still high from Amsterdam, when I landed in Japan
Tokyo drift that Skyline, somebody better come get ya mans

Steering wheel on the right side,
Gotta use my left to get in them pants

Palm trees, take me to the palm trees
(Gotta use my left to get in them pants)
I hear that everything is better by the palm trees
(Gotta use my left to get in them pants)
Quarter sack, I palm trees
(I'm only here for the bankroll)
Light up by the palm trees
(No time for the fake hoes)
Yeah, I put my blunt out on a palm tree
(If I find the time I might flight
To Naij, and find a wife out in Uh Uh)
Take me to the palm trees, take me to the palm trees
(Yeah, nigga need a passport just to court)
I hear that everything is better by the palm trees
(It feel like I'm rappin' just for sport)

Quarter sack, I palm trees

(I'm only here for the bankroll)

Light up by the palm trees

(No time for the fake hoes)

Yeah, I put my blunt out on a palm tree

(If I find the time,

I might flight to Naij, and find a wife out in Uh Uh)

Take me to the

Weed man, the best plug your city got
Woulda brought my own reefer but I ran through all that pot
So long ago and make no PSA, I got that through the TSA

The devil, he at bay
I coulda took an L like CSA

When we hit these sheets let's pray
Tomorrow long as 3 essays

8 in the morning flight to London, we gotta be awake
I been big by the time I saw Big Ben

Take me to Banksy pieces out in East End
For my date of birth we danced under summer sun

At midnight, it won't be dark for months to come
Out in Greenland, my jewelry shine for 24 hours

Couple months I'm comin' back for the aurora borealis
Till then I hang with Italians

Drinkin' wine by the olive groves and drivin' windy roads
While I'm takin' in the scenery

Soft leather seats in my machinery
Eagerly, slide through to Durban for poison, rollin' a g a leaf

Palm trees, take me to the palm trees
(Gotta use my left to get in them pants)
I hear that everything is better by the palm trees
(Gotta use my left to get in them pants)
Quarter sack, I palm trees
(I'm only here for the bankroll)
Light up by the palm trees
(No time for the fake hoes)
Yeah, I put my blunt out on a palm tree
(If I find the time,
I might flight to Naij, and find a wife out in Uh Uh)
Take me to the
Palm trees, take me to the palm trees
(Yeah, nigga need a passport just to court)
I hear that everything is better by the palm trees
(It feel like I'm rappin' just for sport)
Quarter sack, I palm trees
(I'm only here for the bankroll)
Light up by the palm trees
(No time for the fake hoes)
Yeah, I put my blunt out on a palm tree
(If I find the time,
I might flight to Naij, and find a wife out in Uh Uh)
Take me to the

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