EsDeeKid
EsDeeKid - Century
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PROD. WRAITH9
[EsDeeKid]
When I walk in the room, I cause panic
Runtz in me Jabba, got the pills 'cause I'm manic
4 man are in the car, gotta zoom through the traffic
If I've got a problem, know a hundred man will back it
War tee with the jacket, you can tell it by the graphic
Never gonna stop until I buy me ma' a Patek
Getting madder, I'm erratic
Can't stop it, I'm an addict
Lad, I've always been a mad kid I'll never stop the racket
I'm a youngen, wild one
The money's gonna pile on
Kidda, I can tell a fake friend from a mile off
My brother said I'm blowing, I'm a fucking ticking time bomb
This girl's got a man, but I'm the one she wanna ride on
Chat shit, and lad, ye walk away with plasters
I'm chilling with the ghost boys — Phantoms and Caspers
Rolling up the M-way, ye never getting past us
I never had a dad, I'm taking over as a bastard
Get cash, I lashed it, I'm cooling
Cartier shades, and me links are all Cuban
I'm whipping round the Ezzy, hitting turns, trials fusion
I'm gone in 60 seconds, leave the grasses in confusion
Lad, I'm spinning down ye block, hot in a drop-top
Got ye bird in a crop top, smoking top crop
Lad, I ride til the clock locks
Plod are on the knock knock
Liverpool city — every day, ye hear the shots pop
Lad, I spend fake bills
Keep the props swapped
Bally on me face, every day I've gotta chop guap
Don't be messing with the team, get ye mop dropped
Pull up 10 deep
2 minutes, have ye locs chopped
When I walk in the room, I cause panic
Runtz in me Jabba, got the pills 'cause I'm manic
4 man are in the car, gotta zoom through the traffic
If I've got a problem, know a hundred man will back it
War tee with the jacket, you can tell it by the graphic
Never gonna stop until I buy me ma' a Patek
Getting madder, I'm erratic
Can't stop it, I'm an addict
Lad, I've always been a mad kid I'll never stop the racket
PROD. WRAITH9
[EsDeeKid]
Ay,
Say ye sip lean, ye can’t plug shit.
Never paid for me clothes, lad, I jugg fits.
Late night drive, tell me brother Wraith run this.
Posted in a castle with me fuckin cousin, Bloodkiss.
Get me kush strai-straight from Afghanistan.
Think me plug’s tapped in with the Taliban.
EsDeeKid ridin’ round, I don’t give a damn.
Fuck Biscotti, need another fuckin Cali man.
I’m with Rico in the cut, lad, I’m lurking.
Bad bitch, dark skin, tell her work it.
Music into money, imma never stop working.
Party til the morning, tell her never stop twerking.
Hit me Telegram, tell me brother cop an X.
Baddie tryna talk, I said I’ll fuckin pop her ex.
Girl hit me line, tell her drop another fuckin text.
Scouse kid drippin’, but I’m never rockin’ Montirex.
[Rico Ace]
Mix the wok up with my Sprite, Turn it Gelonade.
Too many bitches in my line, I need some pepper spray.
Me and Es are in the cut, The kush is heaven-made.
I’m smoking Backwoods, I’m rolling backwards off that Wedding Cake.
Say you got a plug, But what the fuck he got?
Is it Cali? Is it lean? What’s that wok he got?
Kissing Mary Jane, Do she, do she love me not?
You smoke dawg pebbles,
And we smoking on Biscotti rocks.
What’s in that wok like? It got me different. You can tell it by my stance,
I do a bop in Italy, I do a bop in France.
Said she wanna have kids with me,
I tell her that I, that I-
[EsDeeKid]
Say ye sip lean, ye can’t plug shit.
Never paid for me clothes, lad, I jugg fits.
Late night drive, tell me brother Wraith run this.
Posted in a castle with me fuckin cousin, Bloodkiss.
Get me kush strai-straight from Afghanistan.
Think me plug’s tapped in with the Taliban.
EsDeeKid ridin’ round, I don’t give a damn.
Fuck Biscotti, need another fuckin Cali man.
PROD. WRAITH9
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[EsDeeKid]
Me belt comes heavy like me smoke game.
White tee, fresh, so pure like cocaine.
Young kid, I’m just left in me own lane,
Blow it to the breeze, numb mind so there’s no pain.
Walking round London, 5 in the morning,
Hopped on a Lime bike, going exploring.
Made 5 times while ye tucked up snoring,
Don’t talk shit, lad, ye know ye just boring.
Need a tour life Uzi, lad, me life’s kinda feeling like a movie.
Got the cup and I spilt it on me KSUVVIs.
I’m feeling like Ruby, I’m shooting all the loogies.
[Fimiguerrero]
My Scouse ting rolling up the jabba.
My Yankee one rolling up the grabba.
My South ting always been a yapper.
I fuck them all back to back, logo of Kappa.
I’m a myth,
Like you lost your friend in Carni.
Shell a show in Liverpool, I’m Paul McCartney.
I’ve been stacking bread on top of cheese like a sarni.
So she tells me choke her like the Great Khali.
[EsDeeKid]
Me belt comes heavy like me smoke game.
White tee, fresh, so pure like cocaine.
Young kid, I’m just left in me own lane,
Blow it to the breeze, numb mind so there’s no pain.
Walking round London, 5 in the morning,
Hopped on a Lime bike, going exploring.
Made 5 times while ye tucked up snoring,
Don’t talk shit, lad, ye know ye just boring.
Need a tour life Uzi, lad, me life’s kinda feeling like a movie.
Got the cup and I spilt it on me KSUVVIs.
I’m feeling like Ruby, I’m shooting all the loogies.
[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.
Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.
If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.
Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction
[Rico Ace]
My girl’s on my back like, “Why you smoke for?”
Hypocrite, stress turned her to a coke whore.
Kate Moss fame, man, my bitches need their own tour,
She jealous of the fiends like, “Why you always on the phone for?”
Been about bands, now they call me the strangest,
If it ain’t P’s, I ain’t ready to talk.
Little man’s been the wrong name for the kid,
He’s the biggest green man since Incredible Hulk.
Purple Runtz, man’s getting it bulk,
All of my haters getting them sulk.
Bad bitch wanna get in the clique,
Wanna hit of the za, she ain’t getting no smoke.
[EsDeeKid]
Blacked out like a phantom,
Me phone keeps having a tantrum,
Emo boy, I got the party lit,
This song your national anthem.
Fuck gold, I want platinum,
Me bros sipping on Magnums,
Got girls flocking all over,
‘Cause I’m young, lit, and handsome.
If he talks shit, then I’ll bang him,
You’re banned out of the mansion,
You’ve never got no motion, lad,
You’ve never got no action.
Bitch, I’m all about me passion,
Music, money, and fashion,
Drugs and girls come later,
In the end, it’s all distraction
Dir. noah riecansky
[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals,
Crazy, hoes act scandalous
Yeah, these supermodel bitches be fans
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her
Louis V Sandals,
Crazy, hoes act scandalous
Yeah, these supermodel bitches be fans
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her
[EsDeeKid]
In a Kush coma, EsDeeKid fried I'm a fuckin' stoner
Got a bottle full of tris kid, I'm never sober
I don't push no shit lad I fuckin' told ya
Never had an older
I was doing day trips to the dam, wait damn
Got a bally on me face, and I'm rockin' ray bans
Wait man
I don't fuck with no snakes, fake man
Keep a stack up on me lap, got 20 in the waistband
[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her
[Rico Ace]
I’m seeing mink on mink,
Catch him doubling the fur
Put my chain under the sink
Cuz' i’m doubling the brrrr
Pussy pink, it’s on the brink
Hit the tap and make her squirt
Put a snake under the ground
It’s like i’m doubling the dirt
She fuckin' wit my raps
I'm sounding very different
Swallowing these tabs, big belly with it
Two stepping in her loubs'
God damn, lelly kelly wid it
[Fakemink]
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her
Louis V Sandals
Crazy, hoes act scandalous
Yeah these supermodel bitches be fans
Drop the pack off to her man, and then I go hold hands with her


