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Performante Pain
D‐Block Europe
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I just spent another milli in the jeweller
All these diamonds on me got me feeling cooler
Lit Nigga don't rock Franck Muller
This molly got me fucking on a cougar
It's probably a q in the hoover
Rent the Viano and fill it with shooters
My Brudda told me I got this
You focus on money, I'll go do the bootings
There shouldn't be too much to say
When we talk the UK wave
I was like "damn A, you're paid"
When I found out my neighbour was Dave
I love my nigga to the grave
But he got some real weird ways
Akh we can come back from strange
But we can't come back from fake
So whatever you need, go take your break
Told (—) that ain't shooting that's fake
Suicidal doors, fours, mine's amazing
We survived the trenches, scars and grazes
Roses for her, fuck the daises
All the M's that I done made
Can't get my brother out the grave
Take you on a boat right by the lake
Jakes tryna find lil brodie with a drake
Thinking in my head about the fucking DNA
I need a lady and MDMA
Sign NDA, look like Ella Mai
You know we still do it even though it's bait
I take what you got cause I got what it takes
Red dot under the barrel it's holding with tape
We just counting so much money on the floor we need a rake
I was pouring up to block the pain
I was popping pills to block the pain
I was drinking yak to stop the pain
Now it's 2024 I'm still in pain
I think only my daughter blocked the rain
Shop till we drop and shop again
Choices made, Urus Wraith
Performante on the way
Imma call this performante pain
Send them diamonds right back to the jewellers
My lil young bitch fuck like a cougar
She bad, I'm calling the movers
This a Patek I don't rock Frank Muller
Bored of winning, I ain't ever been a loser
Life's a gamble, take your chances
Spend it outright at the jewellers
Half a mill, whip out the plastic
I was broke, made it stretch like elastic
Made the bitch ten bands, she a catfish
Fuck that tell em call my accountant
All these racks on my wrist can't count it
Took my bitch to the jeweller she drowning
Going crazy, they say I need counselling
I'm ballin these checks not bouncing
Couple cars I put M in a car meet
Countin niggas but I'm still with the army
Rich nigga writing raps in a rari
Tell me which one of you bitches are nasty?
My Cullinan white, I'm feelin' polite
She think my type Emirati (Yalla)
Just act like your blind if your preein' my IG
You better not let my darg see
Dirty dogs, they do the dirty jobs
And we payin' them
We hop on a jet to go Amsterdam
Last year it was KLM
You sat with the packs tryna do it by eye
Why the fuck ain't you weighing them?
The money come, if you make the play
My nigga just stay on 'em
That Richie plain from the jeweller
If she can't suck dick imma sue her
I got ice-cream with perc on the plate
I told my bitch come sooner
I told my lady don't worry about size
This shit longer than a ruler
Big sticks put seven inside
I think we got an intruder
I just spent another milli in the jeweller
All these diamonds on me got me feeling cooler
Lit Nigga don't rock Franck Muller
This molly got me fucking on a cougar
It's probably a q in the hoover
Rent the Viano and fill it with shooters
My Brudda told me I got this
You focus on money, I'll go do the bootings