Palaces Lyrics Esdeekid
(Aye, aye, EsDee)
I’m smoking cannabis
Keep dodging all these cameras
My Chrome Hearts coat got keys of ***
I’m huffin’ up these canisters
No rules, ain’t got no managers
These people aren’t a fan of us
I keep [?] toting calibers
I’ve had gaffs inside the palaces, aye
Mix sprite with medicine
Got a bad lil’ *** with melanin
I smoke good, its wrapped in elements
I rock Number (N)ine with the Vetements
Don’t come to me without relevance
I’m a pretty boy and I’m elegant
Scouse kid, look like a skeleton
I think I’ve had too many amphetamines
I’m ballied up like a soldier
Don’t worry ’bout what I sold you
Lad this baddie’s calling me line
I think I lost all me composure
Got me brother right on my shoulder
He’s not hesitant to come fold ya
Got that molly, ***, and them xans
So trust me kid I hate being sober
Big star, man I really dig [?]
Push that xan
Make you feel that [?]
Like [?] the gram [?] a single picture
Hit her dm’s like “Yo” she pullin’ her *** out
Sip star, sippin’ on elixir
Take a toke of the runtz, I ain’t feelin *** off
She got [?] in her mouth [?]
Now I’m *** on her friend, who’s bringing a sister
Mid-***, man enter the room, she telling me “Shh”
So I tell her don’t panic
Still [?] in the air
So I jump out the sheets and I tell him “Stop capping”
*** sake, money [?]
Like his *** knee’s
I can see his heart cramping
Ramping with both hands in the air
Like brother it’s cool, let me tell you what happened
Not my fault, she loving the D
All for the times she ain’t loving on me
All for the gang, really had her bend over
It’s not my fault, you fell in love with a treesh
Not my fault, she loving the D
All for the times she ain’t loving on me
All for the gang, really had her bend over
It’s not my fault, you fell in love with a treesh
I’m smoking cannabis
Keep dodging all these cameras
My Chrome Hearts coat got keys of ***
I’m huffin’ up these canisters
No rules, ain’t got no managers
These people aren’t a fan of us
I keep [?] toting calibers
I’ve had gaffs inside the palaces, aye
Mix sprite with medicine
Got a bad lil’ *** with melanin
I smoke good, its wrapped in elements
I rock Number (N)ine with the Vetements
Don’t come to me without relevance
I’m a pretty boy and I’m elegant
Scouse kid, look like a skeleton
I think I’ve had too many amphetamines
I’m ballied up like a soldier
Don’t worry ’bout what I sold you
Lad this baddie’s calling me line
I think I lost all me composure
Got me brother right on my shoulder
He’s not hesistant to come fold ya
Got that molly, ***, and them xans
So trust me kid I hate being sober