Songtexte Palaces - EsDeeKid feat. Rico Ace

(I'm number six)
(Ay, ay, Es Dee)

I'm smoking cannabis, keep dodging all these cameras
My Chrome Hearts coat got keys of coke
I'm huffing up these canisters
No rules, ain't got no managers
These people aren't a fan of us
R kid keeps holding calibers
I've had gaffs inside the palaces, ay

Mix sprite with medicine
Got a bad lil' bitch with melanin
I smoke good, it's wrapped in elements
I rock NumberNine 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, these baddies calling me line
I think I lost all me composure
Got me brother right on me shoulder
He's not hesitant to come fold ya
Got that molly, coke, and them Xans
So trust me, kid, I hate being sober (ay)

Big star, man I'm a really big star
Push that Xan, make you feel like Vikkstar
Liking all of the 'gram, every single picture
Hit her DM's like, "Yo", she pulling her tits out
Sip star, sippin' on elixir
Take a toke of the runts, I ain't feeling pissed off
She got maggi in her mouth, 'til her fuckin' lips dark
Now I'm fucking on her friend, who's bringing a sister (okay)

Mid-sex, man enter the room, she telling me "Shh"
So I tell her, don't panic
Says that there's sex in the air
So I jump out the sheets and I tell him, "Stop capping"
Fuck sake, man these stitches deep
Like his bitches knees, 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's loving the D
Half of the times she ain't loving on me
Half of the gang, really had her bend over
It's not my fault, you fell in love with a treesh

Not my fault, she's loving the D
Half of the times she ain't loving on me
Half of the gang, really had her bent 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 coke
I'm huffin' up these canisters
No rules, ain't got no managers
These people aren't a fan of us
R kid keeps holding calibers
I've had gaffs inside the palaces, ay