BEACH MAFIA I.B. - BLOODY PALM TREE (5000 ONLY)

Lyrics

INTRO
Yeah, Beach Mafia I.B.
Imperial Beach, bottom of the map
Rascals, gangsta from the beach
5000 only, yeah

HOOK
I'm that gangster from the beach, when I say jump you jump
Fast talkin' convict, still countin' up
Workin' Beach Mafia from a cell, can't lock the hustle up
I.B. Rascals, San Diego till my time is up

VERSE 1 - Bloody Palm Tree
Bloody palm tree, smokin' weed, you in your feelings
We workin' with no feelings 'til we feelin' fine
Be mine? This ain't Valentines with candy hearts
This October with the candy corn, I'm on a roll
As I roll up West Coast sticky icky, '21 skunk
Blowin' fat cloud rings 'round the room, that's that Raskol thing
Somethin' 'bout the Southern Western, bottom bottom of the map
You remember that? Remember when we used to buy them fat ass sacks?
I collect my stack, I ain't in ya nut sacks, let my nuts go
Red rover, red rover, send little Kane over
Overhead, over-fed times, best view
Point me to the beach, please play my jam, not the Sandman song
Pier to border, sand in my Vans, I been down for real
Palm trees bleed red when the sunset hit the steel
Slammer workin', phone jumpin', beach front still sealed
I.B. Rascals talk fast, but the work never squeal

HOOK
I'm that gangster from the beach, when I say jump you jump
Fast talkin' convict, still countin' up
Workin' Beach Mafia from a cell, can't lock the hustle up
I.B. Rascals, San Diego till my time is up

VERSE 2 - Southern Western Bottom
Candy corn season, but my pocket full of tricks
Westside roll-up, zip lock, that's a October fix
Southern Most, map end, where the Rascals live
Can't get lower than the bottom, that's the life we give
Stack up, back up, never front on the beach
They want my nut sack tight, I cut the leash
Little Kane over, big dog comin' over the fence
Beach Mafia business, California defense
Seaside hustle, street hustle, beach mafia hustle
Fast talk, fast walk, Imperial Beach muscle
Sunset cliffs, bloody palms, where the Rascals tussle
Tijuana border, San Diego border, we at the bottom hustle
Collect my stack, watch my back, let my nuts go free
Red rover send the opps, we sendin' lil Kane O.G.
Over Fed times, over bread times, best view is the sea
Point me to the beach, play my jam, let the waves sing for me

VERSE 3 - 5000 Only Extended
Yeah, October, candy corn, yellow bags in the kitchen
West Coast sticky icky, loud pack, California drippin'
Fat cloud rings, smoke rings, ghost in the room
Raskol thing, rascal thing, bloody palm tree bloom
Southern western, bottom bottom, end of the line
Imperial Beach Rascals, San Diego till I die
Remember fat sacks, quarter pounds, we was kids on the beach
Now we countin' 5000 only, Beach Mafia outta reach
Red rover, red rover, send the real ones over
Overhead view, beach view, pier view, cold shoulders
Play my jam, not the Sandman, I don't sleep, I stay woke
Beach Mafia I.B., slammer workin', still provoke
I.B. on my chest, I.B. on my back, I.B. on my mind
Gangster from the beach, fast talkin', one of a kind
Workin' from a cell, can't lock the hustle up
San Diego till my time is up, yeah we countin' up

BRIDGE
Best view, beach view, Imperial Beach view
Point me where the waves crash, where the sky stay peach too
Don't play me soft shit, play my jam when the tide blue
Beach Mafia I.B., yeah that's what Rascals do
Bloody palm, smokin' palm, October sky orange
Candy corn, candy paint, West Coast large
Bottom of the map, top of the game, that's I.B.
Beach Mafia till the grave, Rascals family

HOOK x3 OUTRO
I'm that gangster from the beach, when I say jump you jump
Fast talkin' convict, still countin' up
Working from pen so lil sins you never been to the pen