John Daniel - Hazy Palms [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

Bitch

It's John Daniel

[Verse 1]

Baggin up the blue meth, listening to Blue Chips
Left the new set, a burnin loosie in her loose lips
Palm tree street view an image in my daydreams
Palmer tea, white T, always livin played schemes
Nineteen, needin half a Nina Sky at either side
Or a reason why I need a high the heathens hide
A heap of medical, Ion’t smoke but I bet she do
Color of some kelly green kelp, bic to kettle boo
She bit the edible, I’m lampin wit a handle pourin
I can handle mornings askin her to get my flannel for me
Homie, I’m tryna get a wallet full of link tunics
It’s hard to swallow, but she drink to it

[Hook] x 2

Fuck it if the lord taketh
Or if he giveth
But if it’s the former, a Left God’ll flip it
It’s nothin, til it’s six digits and gunnin
My cup runneth over with hunneds
Bitch it's nothin'

[Bridge]

And these palms all hazy, window seat sittin
Wit my arm around ya lady
She kinda look like Vanessa Hudgens, no pillow talkin
If the chick is up to somethin

[Verse 2]

From fat cat to pappy, function lettin fuck shit pass me
She’s blunt cashing, singing Max B
Askin where the cabs be, my dudes give her dabs gladly
She blowin O’s, smoke lookin like a Gastly
What the lick read, shit, I can live with it
Left life on her sleeve and I don’t even have a symbol yet
I let my click assemble it’s like 96 with Memorex
Outta Memphis trunk with DJ Paul penmanship
Pills crushed and filled blunts, we practice alchemy
Sealed up, brazir tucked, the pack is loud at least
I pop an alprozolam tell Nikki Rhodes bust it open
Without a top unfoldin, she’s already knowin
Wayne told me he don’t know how fake feel
Jules winfield til im alonzo on the windshield
For real, left life livin concealed
In my zone, tryna bag a Sloan just to seal the deal
Bitch

[Outro] [sample from Blow]

I can't feel my face
I mean I can touch it, but I can't feel inside