Lyrics D–Block Europe – Darling
Text:
Just cool, don’t panic, darling
You ain’t seen a gun in real life but I brang it, darling
Crushing up a tablet, darling
Mind your business, gotta dab it, darling
Open up the boot, tell the plug «Fling it all in»
Over here we’re sinning but we’re winning, darling
Why your boyfriend take his watch off when he’s swimming, darling?
Over here we’re sinning but we’re fucking winning, darling
Hit the pot, fuck up the pot, I get it, darling
I know that you love him, yeah I get it, darling
I ain’t gonna tell him babe, I get it, darling
You got a situation, stop sweating, darling
Just cool, don’t panic, darling
You ain’t seen a gun in real life but I brang it, darling
Crushing up a tablet, darling
Mind your business, gotta dab it, darling
She so crazy, she just text me, she just said «When are you coming home?»
She just said «I hate you Daddy, you leave me all alone»
Imma beat that pussy, keep me going in my zone
Girl I know you grown, yeah
My dick’s so big it’s causing damage, darling
My whip’s so big I’m having trouble parking
I can’t eat that pussy right now I’m fasting
The way I eat that pussy you’d think I’m starving
Just cool, don’t panic, darling
You ain’t seen a gun in real life but I brang it, darling
Crushing up a tablet, darling
Mind your business, gotta dab it, darling
There’s a reason why these niggas all sour
Magic touch, I get the white girl and I work my Austin Powers
One into three and the kitty’s told me that it’s so nostalgic
Just cool, don’t panic, darling
You ain’t seen a gun in real life but I brang it, darling
Crushing up a tablet, darling
Mind your business, gotta dab it, darling
Album
D–Block Europe – D-Block Europe - PTSD
