Crying In Chanel - D-Block Europe

Yeah, forcin' shit will get your feelings hurt

Businessman, I put feelings last usually

But, with you, I put feelings first

A S-class on your drive if you're feelin' Merc'

The risks start lookin' more smaller once you see the Percs

Your wrist start lookin' more icy, I CC a purse

Hide my habits from you so you never seen a Perc'

And you won't see me flirt

I tell a chick that, "I ain't got game, but when you're in my city, come and see me first"

You touch me, and we comin' by the hour

We buckin' like the niggas out of Power

And every other nigga bein in my DMs on me, so, they feelin' kind of sour

But, I won't get the girl a golden shower

I'm lovin' every single thing about her from her baby hairs to her little pinky toes

Hangin' on, baby, should I carry on?

Everytime they see you in your winter fur jacket, uh, shinin' wearin' somethin' out of a catalogue (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 day you'll have a better life

And maybe you won't be full of spite

Uh, cruisin' in my Range Rove', darlin', tryna dodge a plain clothes, darlin' (Plain clothes, plain clothes, darlin')

Uh, cruisin' in my Range Rove', darlin', tryna dodge a plain clothes darlin' (Range Rove', Range Rove', darlin')

I ain't takin' you no English restaurant, darlin', I'm embarrassed (Mhm-mhm)

When you're with 29, you gotta learn some Spanish (Hola)

Or, work on your Italian

Rich sex, one K a night, we in the Mandarin

Fuck her from the back, I'm standin' tall 'cause she a stallion

Workin' on my cardio, my stamina

Had to tell my dargy, "Bring the cannon out"

Thinkin' I should bring you to my family house (Yeah)

Now I got you and Lili matchin' Birkys, let's extend our family, now

She ain't too bougie for a Novotel

Got to make her leave the room, room because we loadin' up a load of shells

Cali' in the ziplock, lean through the Royal Mail

Tryna hide I'm sippin', but she know me well

And if I make you cry, then you're cryin' in Chanel

Wipin' your eyes in the Louis store

And baby, if you're sad, at least you're cryin' in the Lamb'

Lamborghini tears, let's wipe them off

Said, "Baby, if you're bad like you say you're bad, then, you ain't gotta have no fears at all"

She said, "All men are trash"

And, if all men are trash, then I'd rather be that trash that balls (Ski, ski, ski, ski)

I'm tryna eat for an hour, gold shower

I think this lady done gave me a whole power

I think this lady gave me a new meanin'

I feel like I'm fiendin', overdosin', I need it (Yeah)

Yeah, forcin' shit will get your feelings hurt

Businessman, I put feelings last usually

But, with you, I put feelings first

A S-class on your drive if you're feelin' Merc'

The risks start lookin' more smaller once you see the Percs

Your wrist start lookin' more icy, I CC a purse

Hide my habits from you so you never seen a Perc'

And you won't see me flirt

I tell a chick that, "I ain't got game, but when you're in my city, come and see me first"

You touch me, and we comin' by the hour

We buckin' like the niggas out of Power

And every other nigga bein in my DMs on me, so, they feelin' kind of sour

But, I won't get the girl a golden shower

I'm lovin' every single thing about her from her baby hairs to her little pinky toes

Hangin' on, baby, should I carry on?

Everytime they see you in your winter fur jacket, uh