Lyrics Crying In Chanel - D-Block Europe

Posting shit will get your feelings hurt
Business man I put feelings last, usually
But with you I put feelings first
An S Class on your drive if your feeling Mercs
The wrist start looking more smaller once you see the perks
Your wrist start looking more icey, I CC your purse
Hide my habits from you so you never seen a perc
Like you won't see me flirt
I tell a chick that I aint got game, but when you're in my city
Come and see me first
You touch me and we coming by the hour
We bucking like the niggas out of power
And every other nigga bm in my dm's on me
So they feeling kinda sour
But I won't give their girl a golden shower
I'm loving every single thing about her from her baby hairs
To her little pinky toe, hanging on, baby should I carry on?
Every time they see you in your winter fur jacket on
Shining, wearing some shit out of a catalogue

Uh uh, here we go with your mum's advice
Baby I don't want your mum's advice
Maybe if she took it with your dad, you might have a better life
And you won't be so full of spite
Cruising in my Range Rover, darling
Tryna dodge a plain clothes, darling
Cruising in my Ranger Rove, darling
Tryna dodge a plain clothes, darling

I ain't taking you to no English restaurant, I'm embarrassed
When you're with 29 you gotta learn some Spanish
Or work on your Italian
Rich sex, 1k a night we in the Mandarin
Fuck her from the back, I'm standing tall cause she a stallion
Working on my cardio, my stamina
Had tell to my dargy bring the cannon out
Thinking I should bring you to my family house
Now I got you and Lele matching Birkins
Let's extend our family now
And she ain't too boujie for a Novotel
Gotta make her leave the room
Room cah we loading up a load of shells
Cali in the ziplock, mail through the royal mail
Tryna hide I'm sipping but she know me well

And If I make you cry, then you crying in Chanel
Wiping your eyes in the Louis store
And baby if your sad, at least you crying in the Lamb
Lamborghini tears let's wipe them off
Said baby if you're bad like you say you're bad
Then you aint gotta have no fears at all
She said all men are trash, well if all men are trash
Then I'd rather be that trash that balls

I'm tryna eat for an hour, go shower
I think this lady done gave me a whole power
I think this lady gave me a new meaning
I feel like I'm feening, overdosing I need it, I mean it

Posting shit will get your feelings hurt
Business man I put feelings last, usually
But with you I put feelings first
An S Class on your drive if your feeling Mercs
The wrist start looking more smaller once you see the perks
Your wrist start looking more icey, I CC your purse
Hide my habits from you so you never seen a perc
Like you won't see me flirt
I tell a chick that I aint got game, but when you're in my city
Come and see me first
You touch me and we coming by the hour
We bucking like the niggas out of power
And every other nigga bm in my dm's on me
So they feeling kinda sour
But I won't give their girl a golden shower
I'm loving every single thing about her from her baby hairs
To her little pinky toe, hanging on, baby should I carry on?
Every time they see you in your winter fur jacket on