Luyện nghe bài hát Palm Trees

[Hook x2: Darko]
So much grams, the bag
Dip in my hand, then I trees
So you throw shade, it could never harm me
(So when you throw shade, it could harm me)

1: Meechy Darko]
Lions don't lose sleep over the of sheep
On the road to the riches, sticking to my cleats
I am moi, magnifique, skin noir, Darky
Niggas the most opinions usually have the least
It's how now rappers be on their druggy shit
Downloaded my tape, sat back, studied
Acid a hundred hits, shroom caps and hash bricks
Trippy like that Child chick on 106
This white bitch had the fucking to call me a nigger
When she the one paying the surgeon for her to get bigger
Do you get the picture? Shit is backwards, my nigga
You sneak dissing, taking jabs, get your on
Cause you ain't get the word, I'm Glock Lesnar in the
This shit is straight absurd, do not hate me cause your life is
I show no pity, you turd, you better off in the
Now you better off dead, the title of my work

Meechy Darko]

[Verse 2: Zombie
Everyday, me and Mary
You say I'm addicted, but me, I'm truly lifted
so loud, you can hear me in the crowd
Smoking scout, sour by the ounce
Mary never me
Mary not a backstabbing bitch lie and deceive me
Spread it even, even, hash wax in the
Dab or die trying, on the road to
Damn, they try and me for my paper
They trying to take me under, I've it through the vapors
Jealous ones still envy, got a couple real me
And my bitch will talk some shit and smoke the kil' me
Meech will hide the body, of that though
saying talk is cheap, so I'll be smiling when we meet
They screaming "Zombies!" out in
But I'm on the block with Mary, pushing and
Ah ah ah, I'm feeling
Thizzle, fo' shizzle, my nizzle, spitting riddles on
Trippy life, in the night
Fill my (Fill my appetite)

Meechy Darko]

[Verse 3: Arc Elliot]
be your mans, or be your fan, or be your kin
Pay your dues, man, I gotta choose, whether I or win this
Foe or friend, can't determine the
The they see you peaking, they pussy be leaking fluid
My nigga, what is you doing, all black in the back of a
I'm proving I'm sadistic as sin, as I'm making murderous
We don't rep the same things, nah, don't confuse it
So much stressing on my brain, momma think I'ma it
Human vagabond, hoes stow they panties in my carry on
Why you hating niggas acting (Honest, bro)
Fuck publication that say I'm a third wheel
build your mind, set stress but won't swell
Oh yes, I smoke kill, I'm crack, you krills
I pack, you deal, in fact, I'm so chill
I'm never off the pivot, six to your image
Not offended when you call me genius, all means is

[Hook: Darko]