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letra de palaces - esdeekid

[intro]
(aye, aye, esdee)

[chorus: esdeekid]
i’m smoking cannabis
keep dodging all these cameras
my chrome hearts coat got keys of coke
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’ b-tch 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

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, coke, and them xans
so trust me kid i hate being sober
[verse 1: rico ace]
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 tits out
sip star, sippin’ on elixir
take a toke of the runtz, i ain’t feelin p-ssed off
she got [?] in her mouth [?]
now i’m f-cking on her friend, who’s bringing a sister
mid-s-x, 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”
f-ck sake, money [?]
like his b-tches 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
[chorus: esdeekid]
i’m smoking cannabis
keep dodging all these cameras
my chrome hearts coat got keys of coke
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’ b-tch 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, coke, and them xans
so trust me kid i hate being sober

- esdeekid

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