Beach Funeral - YEEK

«You ever been to Florida»

«No never been to Florida»

«How about California»

«No, never been there»

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

Underneath the palm tree

It’s paradise

It’s paradise

Underneath these palm trees

Palm

Two piece bikini and a coconut

Cut in half

She drink it all slow and sexy and stuff

Make a dude go mad (why you mad, why you mad?)

Grew up in Florida

Might die in Cali

Bury me in the beach sands

Grew up in Florida

Might die in Cali

Bury me in the beach sands

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

Underneath the palm tree

It’s paradise

It’s paradise

Underneath these palm trees

Palm

I always live by the ocean

It’s a blessing

It’s in America

I’m really sorry I know you’re stressing

I always live by the ocean

It’s a blessing

It’s in America

I’m really sorry I know you’re stressing

Grew up in Florida

Might die in Cali

Bury me in the beach sands

Grew up in Florida

Might die in Cali

Bury me in the beach sands

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

Underneath the palm tree

It’s paradise

It’s paradise

Underneath these palm trees

Palm

I close my eyes

I close my eyes

Underneath the palm tree

I close my eyes

In paradise

Underneath the palm tree, palm tree

«Just fucking take me to Florida… or California.

You promised, you promised.

I snapchatted you, you promised.»