Palisades, CA lyrics
by Larry June
[Intro: Larry June]
Check, check
Man, uh
I'ma just talk my sh*t, uh
[Verse 1: Larry June, Larry June & Big Sean]
Thumbin' through a whole 'nother bag, this not the old one
Run up on this 'Rari, I'm clickin' until it's over
Still'll put a snow on a mission to Minnesota
Come on, you know the drill, hop in and hand it over
I'm drivin' in the whip so fast, I can't control it
I'm fishtailin' leavin' Javier's, I shoulda chauffeured
Choppin' it up with Bryan 'bout real estate by the ocean
A sea moss juice, my b*tch brought me one from Oakland
Today, I drove the Porsche with the automatic front lift
I spent a thousand dollars on candles, I'm at Saks Fifth
Tucked the uh (Hee-hee) in the gas tank, played the night shift
Get on a n*gga head like kufi for disrespectin' it
I'm thinkin' billions, cop another buildin', nеw woop Sicilian
Thinkin' bigger, you thought I was coolin', I was takin' risks
Palisades, chillin' in the shadе, might take the Bent'
Bettin' on myself and every time, n*gga, it's a hit
[Interlude: Big Sean & Larry June]
We off in the Palisades, you know?
(Bettin' on myself every time, n*gga, it's a hit)
I’m talkin' armed guards, gated communities, man
Royal family type sh*t, for real (Sean Don, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Look, if you not gettin' richer every year, then you just backwards hustlin'
You movin' off emotion, I'm strategizin', discussin' it
See, I been on my supplements
Fish oils, chlorophyll, multis
My hair growin' out and hoes lovin' it
Some people can't piece life together, it's really puzzlin'
Talkin' 'bout "Trust me, I got you", but I'm not trustin' it
Commercial real estate by The Fox, yeah, they constructin' it
Business flowin' like the symphony orchestra, I'm conductin' it
I crack my knuckles and neck, now I'm back to new
I had to cop a b*tch, we not compatible
Team on the line, yeah, the love is all lateral
You can not practice for sh*t that's not practical
f*ck with the tactics, this sh*t can get tactical
f*ck with the rations, this sh*t get irrational
I cannot talk to you just like them hoes when they mad at you
I overwork and do sh*t I don't have to do
Stumble and stagger through
Dodge all the bullets and dodge all the daggers too
Workin' these b*tches and blessing them so long
I might as well take a sabbatical
I tell the truth like a polygraph in a booth
Or like these rappers do when they pleain' in front of the judge
'Cause they feel like they havin' to
Judicial system is not a system, it's a trap for you, n*gga
It's our season, yeah, Larry June
"Sean, when you dropping?" Very soon
I get to transformin' under every moon
When they bury me, they gotta bury tombs
I'm just one kid in
I can't be lettin' my seed all off in every womb
When you see me out
Just know I'm the richest, rawest, rarest n*gga off in every room
[Outro: Larry June & Big Sean]
Woo, man, woo (Yeah, Al, what up?)
Bettin' on myself and every time, n*gga, it's a hit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Woah, woah, woah
Bettin' on myself every time, n*gga, it's a hit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, this might be the motherf*ckin' greatest escape