Lyrics PalmDrive - BONES

PalmDrive

SESH
Palm drive, dirt patch
Sippin' slow, smokin' fast
Rockin' chains, flickin' ash
Sparkin' flames, kickin' back
Monogram like dapper dan
SESH on my jacket and pants
I heard you blew your advance
No, I cannot lend a hand
Garbage cans, garbage mans
Livin' in a garbage land
Treat the earth like shit
Then get confused when it don’t like us back
Fade to black
Queue the credits
Pull my blade out then direct it
Produce what I go through
Ain’t no cut, bitch
All I know is action
Grand west shit
3am stumblin' to the crib
Zoned up, now walking through the mist
To the park where I let my mind rest
See the rest, see if there’s a contest
I’m creepin', there’s nothin' I don’t stress
That’s why it’s clear BONES the best
Too much of that weed and nothin' less
Inhale exhale, down on my luck
Twenty five lighters on the dresser, now I’m caught in a rut
My limbs feel numb, now I can’t get up
You can go on without me, no need to wait up