Lyrics D–Block Europe – Large Amounts

Young Adz:
Ouchhh, come fuck with us we the realest in the South (In the south)
Cross the line then Recky go tape up your house (Up your house)
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain

Yeah, Bando Baby 29, Bando what they call ya
Bando Baby 29, that’s the name they gave me
Bando Baby 29, Bando we ain’t call it
Bando Baby 29, traphouse going crazy

Young Adz & Dirtbike LB:
Pause it, I don’t use no spoon to whip, I use a fork bitch (Use a fork)
And I don’t use no arm and hammer I use Borwicks (I use Borwicks)
This dark gone put a cat to sleep just like it’s Horlicks (Like its Horlicks)
I’m in the Bando only Stone Island I’m sporting (Sporting, sporting)
They didn’t tell you that my watch it cost a mortgage (Cost a mortgage)
They didn’t tell you when I was 18 I had 40 (I had 40)
All this gold got these bitches acting naughty (Acting naughty)
She suck my dick for some Giuseppe Zanotti (Zanotti)

Young Adz:
Ouchhh, come fuck with us we the realest in the South (In the south)
Cross the line then Recky go tape up your house (Up your house)
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain
I need that money, so high that I can not count
Ask the nitties’ and they’ll tell you word of mouth (Word of mouth)
It’s no secret yeah, we really been about (Been about)
I got her wet she squirting-squirting like a fountain

Dirtbike LB (Young Adz):
LB, ride a dotty bye (What’d they call you?)
Two watches yeah that’s 35 (That’s the name they gave you)
Mix the lean, now that’s dirty Sprite (Nigga what’d you call it)
LB, ride a dotty bye (Traphouse going crazy)

Yeah I need them Balmain’s in a 30 and the Loubs in a size 7
Yeah, thanks baby
Now I don’t need to try no more, we good
(Keep the chain, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt!)

Stop lying boy I know you can’t afford it (I know you can’t afford it)
Give my jeweller 30 told him where’s my mortgage (Where’s my house)
I’m the reason why you niggas went and bought it (When and bought)
So much money in my jeans and just fucking- (Skrrr)
Young Adz:
Whippin’ in my shawty’s drum
Nearly got caught by my shawty’s mum
And that would’ve been a fucking madness (Mad)
Asked him how much light he got left he told me, 41
You need not another 41
You niggas ain’t about

Come fuck with us we the realest in the South (In the south)
Cross the line then Recky go tape up your house (Up your house)
All that cocaine on the table like a mountain
I need that money, so high that I can not count
Ask the nitties’ and they’ll tell you word of mouth (Word of mouth)
It’s no secret yeah, we really been about (Been about)
I got her wet she squirting-squirting like a fountain
Call me LA yeah you know that’s large amounts