Random Rab - Palace lyrics

[Hook] God damn, how real is this? I know the whole world gonna be feeling this East coast n***a, but how trill is this? Still don't give a sh**, my ignorance is still a bliss [Screwed] God damn, how real is this? I know the whole world gonna be feeling this East coast n***a, but how trill is this? Still don't give a sh**, my ignorance is still a bliss[Verse 1] Stone cold love Rose gold slugs I could afford it I imported stone cold d**Stone cold, rolling stone, I'm a stoned n***a Write it on my tombstone, I was stoned n***aDon't remember me as a wannabe New Orleans n***a Slash lean sipping, Tennessee n***a, Nah Influenced by Houston, hear it in my music A trill n***a to the truest Show you how to do thisMy all gold grills give her cold chills Said she's got a coke feel cause I'm so trill Two dope boy scales, but I sold pills No L, put her on her feet, toe nailsThem vampires, them blood s**ers, them thirsty k**ers We bout it bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Percy Miller For really real, we chilly chill, don't sport Chinchilla No bounty hunters, I'm bout to k**a, I'm bout my skrillaGive me the title, then give me the cash Fold it then bag it then move to the trash Follow my stash Stealing my swag n***as is wickity wickity wack Like Kriss Kross Her lip gloss, slip-ons get slipped off My b**h, boss, CristalWe smoking then thinking then burning that hash Puff it and pa** Making it last Walk in my shoes And cross in my pathGame was for grabs Making them crash Took in a section And giving they back[Screwed] f** the money, f** the fame, this is real life The insights of my trill life[Hook]