Palm Trees ’n Gun Smoke lyrics

[Intro: Kelly Finnigan]
Wipe your tears away (Ooh)
Please try and wipe your tears away (Prince Productions)
Wipe your tears away (Ooh)
Please try and wipe your tears away

[Verse 1]
One last switch
One last hop
One last ride through Compton
One last blunt with the Doc
And ain't no sinnin' on this drop
f*ck all them stars on the top
Subliminal or not, I scrape the serial off the clock
I got two felonies, gun chargers and selling weed
One strike from doing life, catchin' fades up on that level three
Ain't no turtle shellin' me
I represent the letter B, different pedigree
I load the clip and set it free
Pistols, missiles aimed at your gristle
Your baby mama with me, she don't need the tissue
Your n*ggas, they don't want no issues
I seen hella n*ggas die from the type of sh*t I live through
Cemetery tributes, doves and sh*t
Summertime shootouts, duck them slugs and dip
I grew up around essays, bloods and crips
Aftermath, yeah, I California love this sh*t
[Bridge]
We did the impossible, now we unstoppable
This for the Pac in you
This for the Doc in you
Ain't a n*gga alive that can tell me what I can do
Ain't nothing stoppin' you from doing this sh*t we prolly do
We might just back-to-back Bentley's when we roll up
We might drag race by the precinct and do some donuts
We might play chicken with yachts, and f*ck em' both up
Show you a million close-up but when the W's go up-

[Chorus]
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, get your motherf*ckin' hands up
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees-

[Verse 2]
n*ggas know when I step inside this motherf*cker
Glock on my hip, don't make me exercise this motherf*cker
Pandemic is over, we back outside, no mask
I know you recognize me motherf*cker
Got your life in my hands
Don't make me jeopardize this motherf*cker
Your cup have runneth over
Bring a n*gga closer to God, use the Bible as a silencer and quote the Quran
You think I'm slippin'?
Cause these b*tches with me, both of them armed
And they shooters, word to the automores on both of my arms
I see them snakes in the grass, I get to mowin' the lawn
And let the spirit of my ops buy a ghost for my mom
And they gon' cherish this
It's in my blood, it's in my heritage
And we don't snitch n*gga, not even to our therapist
[Bridge]
We did the impossible, now we unstoppable
This for the Pac in you
This for the Doc in you
Ain't a n*gga alive that can tell me what I can do
Ain't nothing stoppin' you from doing this sh*t we prolly do
We might just back-to-back Bentley's when we roll up
We might drag race by the precinct and do some donuts
We might play chicken with yachts, and f*ck em' both up
Show you a million close-up but when the W's go up-

[Chorus]
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, get your motherf*ckin' hands up
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees, gun smoke
Palm trees