Mist

[00:07.36] Ay, Ay, EsDee
[00:10.13] La- La- Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
[00:11.92] Got a tens in me pocket and a bottle full of Tris
[00:14.24] Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist
[00:16.70] Never fucking with a lame, won't be riding in the mist, nah
[00:20.30] Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
[00:21.81] Got a tens in me pocket and a bottle full of Tris
[00:24.23] Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist
[00:26.74] Never fucking with a lame, won't be riding in the mist, nah
[00:29.80] Night time, I'm creeping through the mansion
[00:32.19] Black gems on me neck stay dancing
[00:34.47] Birds hit me line, spawn kill, stop camping
[00:36.75] Backstage pass 'cause I'm young and I'm handsome
[00:39.40] Got long black hair like an emo
[00:42.23] Drugs all white — albino
[00:44.24] Rolling the Raws and I fill it with the green, bro
[00:46.57] Ice on me neck stay cold, Sub-Zero
[00:49.30] Members only, you won't make it on the guest list
[00:51.69] Shout loud, make the crowd think I'm reckless
[00:54.01] Chrome on me wrist, cheque pending for the necklace
[00:56.60] Young Scouse kid, make it sound like I'm from Texas
[00:59.57] Rocking like a star, Coke for breakfast
[01:01.34] Cartier necklace, Kush — I'm obsessed with it
[01:04.09] Outside, and we're posted with the members
[01:06.39] Pack landed, telling R kid, "Don't mess with it."
[01:09.03] We got tons of different flavours, we love getting in
[01:11.10] Came in the rave, popped pills, and I'm settling
[01:13.76] Only eighteen, labels screaming, "Gotta get him in."
[01:16.29] Beef? Know I keep the metal in my hand like wedding ring
[01:18.98] Ten girls on my body, I'm feeling rich today
[01:21.20] Ten girls on my body, my girl gon' crash out
[01:23.95] Put white in my city — it turned to Krakow
[01:25.91] My girl still gets scared when I turn Snap Maps off in the trap house
[01:29.22] He's lit, but I ain't clocking him
[01:30.99] All amped up, stand up — Chris Rocking him
[01:33.92] Peckish 'til I'm dead, Rick Ross with it
[01:35.82] Lunchtime, cop Sprite, gotta mix Wok with it
[01:38.60] La- La- Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
[01:40.43] Got a tens in me pocket and a bottle full of Tris
[01:43.05] Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist
[01:45.21] Never fucking with a lame, won't be riding in the mist, nah
[01:48.92] Lad, I'm riding with your bitch
[01:50.33] Got a tens in me pocket and a bottle full of Tris
[01:52.76] Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist
[01:55.33] Never fucking with a lame, won't be riding in the mist, nah
[01:58.56]