“Hyland Point Skank” [Intro] Yeah, yeah Hyland Point in the heat, ya know Uncle Nelson on the payphone like, “Kid… don’t get caught.” Hah, alright then [Verse 1] Started in the desert with the RV shaking Uncle Nelson had the whole plan baking Then the law rolled in with the red-blue flash Now I’m running through the dust with my whole life packed Made it to Hyland, thought I found peace Then the Benzies blew my damn RV to pieces Left me a note like, “Stay out our zone” Now I’m in a motel room building a throne [Pre-Chorus] Payphone ringing, Nelson talking from a cell Says, “Keep it quiet, kid, and sell it well” But the cops got roadblocks, curfews at night And my backpack looking guilty in the streetlight [Chorus] Hyland Point, move slow, move smart Bassline thumping with a criminal heart One more drop, one more deal Don’t let the badge-man check what’s real Hyland Point, don’t panic, don’t run Benzies want smoke, but I’m claiming the sun From the motel floor to the whole damn map I skank through the city with a full backpack [Verse 2] Got customers texting like, “You close, my guy?” I’m dodging random searches with a smile and a lie Botanist working, janitor sweeping Cook in the back while the whole town sleeping Dealer on the corner trying not to get jumped Benzies in the alley getting way too pumped Spray my tag on the wall, claim the block Free sample handshake, now the neighborhood locked [Pre-Chorus] Police roll slow, I duck through the lane Motel lights flicker in the warm night rain Money getting washed, business getting clean Funniest little nightmare you ever done seen [Chorus] Hyland Point, move slow, move smart Bassline thumping with a criminal heart One more drop, one more deal Don’t let the badge-man check what’s real Hyland Point, don’t panic, don’t run Benzies want smoke, but I’m claiming the sun From the motel floor to the whole damn map I skank through the city with a full backpack [Bridge] Oh, Benzie man, why you so pressed? You blew up my ride, now I’m truly obsessed You wanted fear, but you gave me rent Now every damn block got my fingerprints Curfew bell ringing, better get inside But I got three more customers on the west side Nelson said chill, but I cannot stop I got empire dreams and a squeaky-ass mop [Final Chorus] Hyland Point, move slow, move smart Bassline thumping with a criminal heart One more drop, one more deal Don’t let the badge-man check what’s real Hyland Point, don’t panic, don’t run Benzies want smoke, but I’m claiming the sun From the motel floor to the whole damn map I skank through the city with a full backpack [Outro] Payphone ring-ring, Uncle Nelson say, “Kid… please stop answering calls in public.” But I’m gone already Down the alley Reggae in my headphones Cops in my rearview Hyland Point, baby One more run 🎶🌴🚔
