BELGIUM IN A MERC

[Intro: King DCN]
Benz so long, like a Limousine
Belgium in a Merc, aye
Aye
This is lit man, I'm telling you
Go

[Verse 1: King DCN]
Sitting at the back
That's where I be
Benz so long, like a Limousine
Bus driver swerving, I didn't see
Going through customs, that's where I be
Then, I'm in Belgium under a tree
Sitting at the back with my homies
Ypres, 22 degrees in a Mercedes
Blacked out windows I couldn't see
Fancy dinner with the Chandler
Wetter than my tears
Had a white t--
Better watch your shit
Watching Lion King
Wetter than my wrist
Talk your shit young man
Yellow gold like piss
My young boy pulling girls at the back
She had a big back
Oh shit what is that
I was eating waffles right at the back

[Verse 2: King DCN]

Someone hit me up and now they're getting sad
All these fake ass niggas wanna be the brand
Mad like a roller coaster zooming past
Always talking shit and now they're beaten bad
Shit your breath stinks
Wash them out like plate dish
And now they're getting pissed
Belgium in a Merc ay
Don't get me started
Pen to paper that is goddamn knowledge
I made this fucking beat man
What're you talking--
Someone hit me up and they're getting so sad
All these fake ass niggas wanna be the damn brand
Mad like a roller coaster
Now it's zooming past ay
Ooo goddamn man
Out here with the fucking chain man
My chain so silver
It'll get you blind man
Wearing circular glasses
Make 'em blind man
Are you so blind
You can't see me
I'm out here making all this things on the TV man
I wish I was on TV man
What are you talking--
Man
We're just TV man
With the HD