Margiela ft. Moon The Artist Lyrics

Maison Margiela, Gucci on my sweater

Maison Margiela, Gucci on my sweater

Maison Margiela, brown skin bitch Nutella

Maison Margiela, brown skin bitch Nutella

40 on my lap, yeah

Hit a nigga in a back, yeah

Dunk on a nigga like Shaq, yeah

Told a nigga not to lack, yeah

You and dummy, I been makin' money

Tell a nigga not to intercept, yeah

I'ma dog feel like cxnity

Woof, woof, hit him with a clap, yeah

I know how to roll up a pack yeah, yeah

I know how to pour up some act yeah, yeah

This pill gon' give me a bust

Now I'm goin' up

Now I'm throwin' up, uh

Pour more lean inside of my cup

And pills in my guts, so I don't give a fuck

Me and Zino be settin' them plays

Get your ass out the way

Fuck around and get dunked, uh

No i dont fuck with those snakes, yeah

Hit your ass in the face, yeah

40 cal on my waist, yeah

Come through sprayin' like Mace, yeah

Told my girl to roll up

Then I'm goin' to pour up

I'm rockin' Margiela

Rockstar rockin' leather

I got Balmain on my jeans

Moncler coat for every weather

I make money like ching-ching

Yeah, my pockets gettin' fatter

Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa

Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa

Maison Margiela, Gucci on my sweater

Maison Margiela, Gucci on my sweater

Maison Margiela, brown skin bitch Nutella

Maison Margiela, brown skin bitch Nutella

40 on my lap, yeah

Hit a nigga in a back, yeah

Dunk on a nigga like Shaq, yeah

Told a nigga not to lack, yeah

You and dummy, I been makin' money

Tell a nigga not to intercept, yeah

I'ma dog feel like cxnity

Woof, woof, hit him with a clap, yeah