Lyrics Lake 29 - D-Block Europe

Ow, yeah, got a stash spot by the lake (yeah)
Ask how I'm doing, man, I'm great (yeah)
Nine ounces drying on the plate (skee)
Tap running like a race (uh, uh)
Private plane, the new R8 (skee)
Buy her Louis, fuck her face (skee)
Buy my niggas hammers, fly away (skee)
No fake models, no divas (huh)
One hundred bine for the Nina (uh-huh)
Bro, take the mop do a clean up, clean up, yeah
Big cars with no finance, half a million in Binance
All these watches still can't get the time back
Or my mind back, fly that

I just seen a nigga get slapped up, hands free
Right now, I feel like Matilda (haha)
Broski, you gotta spoil her, if she a loyal one and a real one (yeah)
I can see in your eyes, you ain't been through no pain
And that's why you don't know who you are (wow)
My shooter asked, "Can he rob my rapper friends?"
But I just told him, "Nah"

She cryin', cryin', diamonds like the stars
Bought the coca soft, I whipped it, turned it hard
I like her nails, her hair, I like her ass
Pino whip a zino in a pint glass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
"Home Alone 2", I started with nothing, it's hard
The drillers they takin' no payments
'Cause they banging hammers out of love

Perform on camera, like a star
Sold that crack from Katie's, now look, I'm a star

Ow, yeah, got a stash spot by the lake (skee)
Ask how I'm doing, man, I'm great (skee)
Nine ounces drying on the plate (brrr)
Tap running like a race
Private plane, the new R8 (skee)
Buy her Louis, fuck her face (uh-huh)
Buy my niggas hammers, fly away
No fake models, no diva's (nah)
One hundred bine for the Nina
Bro, take the mop do a clean up, clean up, yeah
Big cars with no finance, half a million in Binance
All these watches still can't get the time back
Or my mind back, fly that

I'm jus' one nigga in a million, I make a prayer for these children
I took a Perc' 'cause of feelings
Now I'm strong I don't feel them, yeah (yeah)
Patek Philippe, I got chills (chill)
I told my nigga, it's sealed (sealed)
I told my lady I love her, we fuck with no rubber, there's nobody else (nobody else)

I cannot park up the Rolls Truck, Rolls truck
I'm leaving my truck in the valet, smelling the cali, he knows us (skrrr)
I'm young and I'm rich and I'm reckless
The olders can never control us (skee)
Rip the Z's out the packet, I told my nigga to roll up (uh)

Fresh home, now we safe, I love my nigga like yesterday (ya dig)
The Richard Mille isn't plain, I told my nigga he heavy weight (ya dig)
The stash spot is a secret, you out the home, so don't ever say (don't ever say)
I sip my lemonade, all this coke in the room ain't gon' ever change

Ow, yeah, got a stash spot by the lake (yeah)
Ask how I'm doing, man, I'm great (yeah)
Nine ounces drying on the plate (yeah)
Tap running like a race (uh, uh)
Private plane, the new R8 (skee)
Buy her Louis, fuck her face (skee)
Buy my niggas hammers, fly away (skee)
No fake models, no diva's (huh)
One hundred bine for the Nina (uh-huh)
Bro, take the mop do a clean up, clean up, yeah
Big cars with no finance, half a million in Binance
All these watches still can't get the time back
Or my mind back, fly that