Dreads In Plats - D-Block Europe

N1 got the sauce baby

Cage got that cold

In the crib right now, dressing gown on

You know

LB

Skr, skr

Yeah, yeah

Put the coupe in sport

Put the top right back

Touch bro and get whacked

No rap cap

I got plaques on plaques

Put my dreads in plaits

Tell the plug bring more

I’ma be right back

Yeah

You don’t wanna hurt no more, 'cause I know you’ve been hurt before

Young nigga 22, but spend money like I’m 34

We can go eat in some places that you ain’t heard before

Codeine purple rain, suicidal purple door

All about my cash

Nigga let’s stick to the facts

Squeeze out, fill a nigga up then dash

Louis bag, Louis hat

Brick of the flake, Rolls Royce dab

That promethazine in my cup yeah, it come like my best friend

Tell her I’m about, I spent thousands up in the West End

I ride 'round with my savages

My Balmain looking fabulous

She pop a half a perc but she can’t handle it

Suck it with no hands

Baby girl, you move so talented

I gave my nigga 36, he manages

(Yeah, yeah)

Put the coupe in sport

Put the top right back

Touch bro and get whacked

No rap cap

I got plaques on plaques

Put my dreads in plaits

Tell the plug bring more

I’ma be right back

Go pour some lean now, I want some lean now

I don’t write, I just freestyle

Pull up and I freestyle

She lovin' LB style

She knows that I be wild

Smoke in the meantime

Pour up in a meanwhile

I need some me time

Got a white and a beeline

Go to the seaside

I said, go to the seaside

If we go Harrods

Remember your manners

Remember your manners

Manners

I just be tryna see suttin'

DBE baby

Narsayee

Don’t think you special baby

Yeah

You don’t wanna hurt no more, 'cause I know you’ve been hurt before

Young nigga 22, but spend money like I’m 34

We can go eat in some places that you ain’t heard before

Codeine purple rain, suicidal purple doors