palace ft. Lyfelxss Lyrics

Okay, MBRK, flip the M, you get a W

Left her on purpose, I'm tryna do music, lil' bitch, I ain't never ever fumble you

Would you rather get caught up and locked in a cell?

I know you ratting your gang, I can tell

Dumb bitch with dumb money, be stupid and getting channel

Tucked up, I pull out my choppa, I pull out my pencil

Cooking up, how you know that my mic a utensil?

Plastic on me, I can call that hoe Kendall

Yo bitch giving brain like mental

No bitch, you know that this ain't no rental

Ambidextrous with the pan, I handle

Nice with the hoes, you know that Vigi be gentle

I load it and shoot it up

Tommy on me with the mag on my hand, it go drrrr

Kennedy nice with the blade, I'm gonna cut it up

Liverpool, how you know that I'm 7 up?

7 up, look where the fuck you ended up

All them cars you got rented up

The way that she eat on my dick would've thought like a cannibal

Bullets, they fly, like a plane, they gon' land on your body

I'm finna go off of the grid like you know that boy Carti

Top rope on your body like Hardy

White hoes on me, start to feel like Ms. Swift

When they get to dancing, them hoes start boppin', no notti

Top striker like Isagi

Yo shawty be looking at me when I walk in the party

These niggas be playing my name

I'm leaving it red, no I'm not talking 'bout Carti

Niggas be all on the game

I'm playing these hoes just like a fucking Atari

This nine was hitting your bro

It's making him fold cause he was talking too bold

This AR come with a scope

It's ending your life, it's sending you down the road

Why was you talking so crazy?

None of you amaze, it's funny you thought you would faze me

Niggas be playing these jokes, they gon' die

Yo shawty always lying, man, that's a crime

I'm about to look at your bitch from behind

She gon' shake that shit, she a ice spice bitch

She gon' dance on the meat for the free

I got your bitch running over, she begging for me

She steady be up on her knees

I be up in the streets with Vigi, we shooting your residence

Bad hoes treat us just like the president

Sliding over, man, that head was so heaven-sent

Got a Glock, niggas really ain't stopping this, yeah

You wanna slide in the palace, best believe we taking your fame

Me and Vigi we running this shit, we running your chain

I gotta pass it back, my choppa do damage like ay

I gotta air that bitch got me feeling like Aang

Okay, MBRK, flip the M, you get a W

Left her on purpose, I'm tryna do music, lil' bitch, I ain't never ever fumble you

Would you rather get caught up and locked in a cell?

I know you ratting your gang, I can tell

Dumb bitch with dumb money, be stupid and getting channel

Tucked up, I pull out my choppa, I pull out my pencil

Cooking up, how you know that my mic a utensil?

Plastic on me, I can call that hoe Kendall

Yo bitch giving brain like mental

No bitch, you know that this ain't no rental

Ambidextrous with the pan, I handle

Nice with the hoes, you know that Vigi be gentle