“Mist” is a promotional single from British rapper (from Liverpool, England), EsDeeKid‘s debut studio album, Rebel. ^{^{^{^[1]}}} ^{^{^{^[2]}}}

It features Rico Ace.

The single premiered June 19th 2025 ^{^[1]}, via EsDeeKid’s official YouTube channel.^{^{^{^[3]}}}

The track produced by: Wraith9.^{^[4]}

The song written by: EsDeeKid, Rico Ace, & Wraith9.^{^[4]}

Song: #Mist

Artist: #EsDeeKid #RicoAce

Album: #Rebel

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“Mist” Lyrics ^{^[4]}
Song by EsDeeKid, Rico Ace:

Intro: EsDeeKid
(O-kay)
(O-kay)
(O-kay)
Ayy, ayy, EsDee (O—)

Chorus: EsDeeKid
La-la-lad, I’m ridin’ with your b****
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never f****** with a lame, won’t be riding in the mist, nah (Mist)
Lad, I’m ridin’ with your b****
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never f****** with a lame, won’t be riding in the mist, nah (Mist)

Verse 1: EsDeeKid
Nighttime and I’m creeping through the mansion (Mansion)
Black gems on me neck stay dancin’
Birds hit me line, spawn kill, stop campin’
Backstage pass ’cause I’m young and I’m handsome (And I’m handsome)
Got long black hair like an emo (Emo)
Drugs all white, albino
Rolling the raws and I fill it with the green, bro
Ice on my neck, stay cold, sub-zero (O-kay)
Members only, you won’t make it on the guest list
Shout loud, make the crowd think I’m reckless (I’m reckless)
Chrome on me wrist, cheque pendin’ for the necklace
Young Scouse kid, make it sound like I’m from Texas (Okay)

Verse 2: Rico Ace
Rocking like a star, c*** for breakfast
Cartier necklace, kush, I’m obsessed with it
Outside and we’re posted with the members
Pack landed, tellin’ R kid, “Don’t mess with it”
We got tons of different flavours, we love gettin’ in
Came in the rave, popped pills and I’m settlin’
Only eighteen, labels screaming, “Gotta get him in”
Beef? Know I keep the metal in my hand like wedding ring
Ten girls on my body, I’m feelin’ rich today
Ten girls on my body, my girl gon’ crash out
Put white in my city, it turned to Krakow
My girl still get scared when I turn Snap maps off in the trap house (Okay)
He’s lit, but I ain’t clockin’ him
All amped up, stand up, Chris Rockin’ it
Peckish till I’m dead, Rick Ross with it
Lunch time, pop Sprite, gotta mix Wock’ with it (Okay)

Chorus: EsDeeKid
La-la-lad, I’m ridin’ with your b****
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never f****** with a lame, won’t be riding in the mist, nah (Okay, mist)
Lad, I’m ridin’ with your b****
Got a tens in me pocket and bottle full of Tris (Tris)
Five racks in the bank, put it all up on me wrist (Wrist)
Never f****** with a lame, won’t be riding in the mist, nah (Mist)