D Block Europe - Kevin McCallister lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pino & Dirtbike LB] Ski, ah, ski, ah, yee, yee Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Ski, ski, ski, ski, ski, ski, ski [Verse 1: Lil Pino] Cruisin' in the Lamb' truck, I'm smokin' on Runtz Free all the dollar man, just for the fun ni**a, I told you to pour me the cup of the Henny I'm leaning, you poured me the mud All of these diamonds but don't get it twisted We still got the waps that beat out like a drum And I still got them b*tches that down for a ni**a fu*k with a ni**a, tell 'em pull up, they come Turn on the kettle, settle the yola, thеn I fu*kin' pour Baby, can I fly you out? Hotel, starin' at the shores Shе a freak with it, kissin', now we fu*kin' on the floor All these designer bags and diamonds That's sh*t you ain't seen before ni**a, I'm high as a kite, yeah, tie it with Jordan, I’m fly Rollie, AP, but that's just for the time I'm fu*kin' the b*tch but she don't seem my type Air Force white, cocaine white Dope boy, I was juggin' with slime She said "If you hide anything, I will find it" I said "If you need anything, I will buy it" 41 or Gelato pie, poppin' this Perc, I'ma float to the sky I told my baby to show me that pussy, she said that she can't, she said that she shy I told my ni**a to roll me a swisher and pour me a cup of Promethazine Deal with the Cali packs and pounds Ain't no half, we bought the whole thing [Verse 2: Dirtbike LB] Most of my ni**as are street ni**as, stretchin' those Z's Most of my ni**as are street ni**as, got no degree (Ya dig?) I'm talkin' body bags of the brand new watch VV's I spent a hundred grand, got the rest of the bricks on me We keep on trying and trying to ride We will not sleep 'til this ni**a just die Pourin' a four and I'm ready to slide Twenty-two shots, take away eight guys How you fu*kin' a who*e? She fu*kin' an opp and you stayin' for clout Heard you came to the block But you ni**as are soft so you changed the route (Changed the route, b*tch) Conversate with the gorillas, conversation with the drillers She ain't even know why this little ni**a die but she know why she miss him And my b*tch body real, real nice and them bullets hard, real, make you feel 'em If you're goin' through real hard times That sh*t gonna make you the realest Richard Mille with the white gold ice But the Audemar came whole skele' I thought I was sick of this ice but baby girl, I patek me I put prometh’ in ice and baby girl, it affect me (Ya dig?) I'm so high, I drink red, baby, that's Actavis (Ski) We fu*kin' when you turning red, baby, you bad for this I say what just comes to my head, they gonna caption this Too many drugs at the crib, she cannot capture this No gun license over here, we stay with the savages [Verse 3: Young Adz] I'm puttin' brand new blickys in dingers, got corn for your ni**as By the time the gang-gang pull up and shoot-shoot, you gon' fall on your ni**a And I'ma just pour up, p-pour up, pour up, watch it fall on my liver Number 29 got the whole opp block hot-hot in the middle of winter I just tell the gang "Pull up and ski" She was a good girl, loyal girl But I turned her arse to a freak Serve bricks like David, serve hoax, man I bob and I weave Jeep sits so high off the ground, man, I feel like I'm ridin' a bus Got the Richard Mille buss, A-Pizzy buss, get your face bussed Rockstar lifestyle, if I had a clean slate, I'd do it all again ('gain) Never left no-one behind me, drillers, killers they're all my friends Hood royalty, got lawyer fees, rap Presidenté I bring my shooters on days, fly 'em to Paris, see Mbappé Breakfast at Tiffany's after, I bring you the booth just to hear how I feel Exes and riches be drunk off your love for this Perc 'cause this feeling is real [Outro: Young Adz] Still sharpen steel still, runnin' 'round town with the steel Most influential in the U.K. and my ni**a, we ain't took a deal