D-Block Europe, K-Trap - Styrofoam Lyrics

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(Damn, Sheff, you made this?)

Rain on the window, fresh off the Styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home
You so open for a broken soul
Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm wanna open yours
You, like you-you-you
You so rare, I save it all for you
My style lit, wear some stupid shoes
She countin' the lit, but she goofy too

I met her in winter time lookin' summer fine
Must've met her in another life
Only girl that gave me butterflies, I might need a little more advice
'Cause I ain't tryna ruin my blessings, I don't claim my exes
If I didn't wife her, it don't count
It was just pre-season, it was trials
I'm on the phone to every Chanel in the city to get you the bag that you want
We were twenty-nine, just act how you want
I gotta eat from the back to the front (uh-huh)
Packin' the strap, and we patternin' lunch
Louis Damier, the pattern on a bum (yeah, yeah)
Ride the chick, give me a spot to pattern on a run
She suck it, she play with it, dab on her tongue
When I read that, life seem naked
So, where we gonna take it?
Only us break it (mm), only us can change it
Darlin', I don't wanna feel like I'm under surveillance (uh-huh)
I was rich, I was lit when you met me, face it
20K people sold out, outrageous
I'm just tryna sell out stadiums

Rain on the window, fresh off the Styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home
You so open for a broken soul
Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm wanna open yours
You, like you-you-you
You so rare, I save it all for you
My style lit, wear some stupid shoes
She countin' the lit, but she goofy too

I thought you get it, you get a new bag on the credit
I spend a hundred thou', got new stones on the Patek
And, I heard you think you been dressed in the Mink, but you wearin' the ferret
I don't wanna hear it, rich nigga, yeah, my kids inherit
He sang like, "Valerie," I got Louis tags worth a gallery
You know the department check out the garments
Brand new truck, and the truck is foreign
Sick of these cats, I was runnin' from love, and you know it's scarrin'
Don't go (don't go)
Tryna get you back, but it won't show (won't show)
Tonight, I'm wearin' my rose gold (sheesh)
Tryna show you my feelings (sheesh), tryna swerve in a Demon
Baby, I see it (baby, I see it)

Rain on the window, fresh off the Styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home
You so open for a broken soul
Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm wanna open yours
You, like you-you-you
You so rare, I save it all for you
My style lit, wear some stupid shoes
She countin' the lit, but she goofy too

Get you the dumb designer (dumb designer), silliest bags (silliest bags)
Bring it to the front, don't look at the tags (nope)
Look at you wearin' a mat, just keep that pussy intact
Start gettin' it wrong and you're gone, girl, look what you had (Trappo)
I'll double C you now, you want it Lamb' on leather? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now you do what I do and get this bag together (ayy)
Hate when I'm gone for days, but the absence makes us grow (grow)
I ain't hit in a minute, she tellin' me, "Take it slow"
I like when you switch it up from the curly curls (curly curls)
Then you go straight again, I like when you got it in a ponytail
Grabbin' your neck and hair, don't cry
I put you in Denim Tears, my type
Even though there's plenty here (yeah)
You're mine, I don't wanna share

Rain on the window, fresh off the Styrofoam, so that eyes aren't home
You so open for a broken soul
Love is timeless, tryna open those, I'm wanna open yours
You, like you-you-you
You so rare, I save it all for you
My style lit, wear some stupid shoes
She countin' the lit, but she goofy too

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(Damn, Sheff, you made this?)