D-Block Europe – Pass The Parcel

Ski

Chorus: Dirtbike LB

G Wagon ‘cause the cars is out
I put two-hundred on the dash, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Celine fashion, I’m the faster out, there ain’t no limit to the gas
Share these bitches like it’s pass the parcel, rich asshole
Yeah, there’s no answer
My niggas dancin’ with Berettas in the uh-uh-uh

Verse 1: Young Adz

You can tell by the logo we gettin’ it (Yeah)
You can’t get in the premises with no membership (Members only)
My nigga got it,
?
, plug like Lulu
Good pussy make me think VooDoo
Take your shoes off in my car, uh-uh
Sweet so high in the cloud, come touch the star, uh-uh
Stay down ‘til you come up, then stay down when you come up, when?
Nobody wanna do the work, we do
?
(Suh, suh)

Verse 2: Dirtbike LB

Stay down, let me figure it out
I keep this glizzy when I’m steppin’ in town so lightly
Steppin’ out so I Prada you down
You puttin’ extras on the bag you bad, you so pricey
Couple racks on a dinner date
Bae, let me innovate
I ain’t back, but, I been away
I ain’t sippin’ lean, bae, I been away (Ski)
These fuckers gettin’ money
?

Chorus: Dirtbike LB

G Wagon ‘cause the cars is out
I put two-hundred on the dash, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Celine fashion, I’m the faster out, there ain’t no limit to the gas
Share these bitches like it’s pass the parcel, rich asshole
Yeah, there’s no answer
My niggas dancin’ with Berettas in the uh-uh-uh

How long can you wait? Tell me, how long it would take?
Two fifty on the car, but tell her Uber’s on the way (Yeah)
I’m outside rockin’ chains on the mains in my BAPE (Okay)
I need to fly away (Okay)
Hit the sun, I need some dates (Okay)
Switch ‘em like watches, now, I’m runnin’ out of space
How long will you wait? (Ski)
Now, we took it very far
All these VVS’ took me out the dark

Verse 4: Dirtbike LB

Money
?

Caught her fuckin’ on another nigga just to make the other nigga jealous
Rich nigga gonna
?

You’re either dyin’ or you step lil’ nigga hit a lick
He tryna
?
(Ski, ski)
The five-nine, the nine, the eyes so cold (Brr)
Yeah, your brown eyes, the brown eyes, them rose gold
If she ain’t from the same city change your phone call (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus: Dirtbike LB

G Wagon ‘cause the cars is out
I put two-hundred on the dash, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Celine fashion, I’m the faster out, there ain’t no limit to the gas
Share these bitches like it’s pass the parcel, rich asshole
Yeah, there’s no answer
My niggas dancin’ with Berettas in the uh-uh-uh