Styrofoam - D-Block Europe ft. K-Trap

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(Damn, Sheff, you made this?)

Rain on the window, fresh off the styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home

You so open for a broken soul

Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm tryna open yours

You, like you-you-you

You so rare, I save it all for you

My style lit, [?]

She countin' the lick, but she [?] foot tall

I met her in winter time lookin' summer fine

Must've met her in another life

Only girl that gave me butterflies, I might need a little more advice

'Cause I ain't tryna ruin my blessings, I don't claim my exes

I didn't wife her, it don't count

It was just pre-season, it was just trials

I'm on the phone to every Chanel in the city to get you the bag that you want

We were twenty-nine, is that what you want?

I gotta eat from the back to the front (Uh-huh)

Packin' the strap, and we patternin' lunch

You know we damn near to pattern on a bum (Yeah, yeah)

Ride the chick, give me a spot to pattern on a run

Suck it, play with it, dab on her tongue

When I read that, life seem naked

So, where we gonna take it?

Only us break it (Mhm), only us can change it

Darlin', I don't wanna seem like I'm under surveillance (Uh-huh)

I was rich, I was lit when you met me, face it

Twenty K people sold out, outrageous

I'm tryna sell out stadiums

Rain on the window, fresh off the styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home

You so open for a broken soul

Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm tryna open yours

You, like you-you-you

You so rare, I save it all for you

My style lit, [?]

She countin' the lick, but she [?] foot tall

I thought you get it, you get a new bag on the credit

I spend a hundred thou', got new stones on the Patek

And, I heard you think you been dressed in the Mink, but you wearin' in the ferret

I don't wanna hear it, rich nigga, yeah, my kids inherit

He sang like, "Valerie," I got Louie tags worth a gallery

You know the department check out the garments

Brand new truck, and the truck is foreign

Sick of these cuts, I was runnin' from love, and you know it's scarin'

Don't go (Don't go)

Tryna get you back, but it won't show (Won't show)

Tonight, I'm wearin' my rose gold (Sheesh)

Tryna show you my feelings (Sheesh), tryna swerve in a Demon

Baby, I see it (Baby, I see it)

Rain on the window, fresh off the styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home

You so open for a broken soul

Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm tryna open yours

You, like you-you-you

You so rare, I save it all for you

My style lit, [?]

She countin' the lick, but she [?] foot tall

Get you the dumb designer (Dumb designer), silliest bags (Silliest bags)

Bring it to the front, don't look at the tags (Nope)

Look at you wearin' a mat, just keep that pussy intact

Start gettin' it wrong and you're gone, girl, look what you had (Trappo)

I'll double C you now, you want a Lamb' on leather (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

And do what I do and get this bag together (Ayy)

Hate when I'm gone for days, but the absence makes us grow (Grow)

I ain't hit in a minute, she tellin' me, "Take it slow"

I like when you switch it up from the curly curls (Curly curls)

Then you go straight again, I like when you got it in a ponytail

Grabbin' your neck and your hair, don't cry

I put you in denim tears, my type

If you know this plenty here (Yeah)

You're mine, I don't wanna share

Rain on the window, fresh off the styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home

You so open for a broken soul

Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm tryna open yours

You, like you-you-you

You so rare, I save it all for you

My style lit, [?]

She countin' the lick, but she [?] foot tall

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(Damn, Sheff, you made this?)