[Verse] Palm trees bend, whispers in the breeze, Heat so thick, sweat drips with ease. Sunshine state, but the vibe ain't right, Tourists swarm, turned day into night. Beaches crowded, no room to roam, Florida was paradise—till y'all called it home. [Chorus] Go home, go home, go home, Pack your bags, leave us alone. Go home, go home, go home, This ain't your throne, this ain't your zone. [Verse 2] Saw gators glide, now they dodge jet skis, Hurricanes spin, fueled by your debris. Used to fish in the quiet, catch gold from the tide, Now the waters are murky, can't find where to hide. Concrete towers, choking out the sky, Florida ain't the same—truth you can't deny. [Prechorus] Neon lights, plastic vibes, Took the magic, sold the pride. [Chorus] Go home, go home, go home, Pack your bags, leave us alone. Go home, go home, go home, This ain't your throne, this ain't your zone. [Bridge] Bass drops heavy, like the weight of regret, Dubstep chaos, can't forget. Echoes scream from a lost lagoon, Waves crash harder, singing Florida's tune.
