"Margielas" lyrics
Ay, ay man, ay
You already know how I'm rockin' man
I ain't got a mow-fuckin'
What time is it that I ain't gotta be swaggin' my nigga?
You know what this mean
I come through with this mow-fuckin' kicks my nigga
Bang my nigga
You can smell when I'm comin' (Dope)
White bitch, man she peel like it's nothing (Really, like it's nothing)
Ay, I got the weed rolling up (Tooka) and a lighter in my hand (Yeah)
Got some money in my pocket (Fff beep), let's get right onto the van (Yeah)
4 thousand for the coat (For the Gucci)
Boss shit, paid a thousand for my loafs (For these Louies, fff beep)
Bitch I'm fly, propellers (Yoon)
Fuck the Pradas, I'ma take the Margielas (Margielas, gang gang)
These niggas hating, that's what she telling me (Know she tellin')
Tell them boys, man I'll be what they never be (Tell'em)
That's in a mansion smokin' hella weed (Smokin' acres)
Riding foreign, doors up, bitches lovin' me (These bitches lovin' me)
I get top like a satellite
I'm going crazy man I think I need 7 mics
Told her catch the holy ghost, bitch you can call me Reverend Mike
Bitch you sleep like you ain't slept in 11 nights
I got a crazy ass timepiece
Breitling gets in her pants, he's a mind freak
I'm sitting outside of the club and she told me she like my timepiece
I told her if he hop out he can make the line tweak
You can smell when I'm comin' (Dope)
White bitch, man she peel like it's nothing (Really, like it's nothing)
Ay, I got the weed rolling up (Tooka) and a lighter in my hand (Yeah)
Got some money in my pocket (Fff beep), let's get right onto the van (Yeah)
4 thousand for the coat (For the Gucci)
Boss shit, paid a thousand for my loafs (For these Louies, fff beep)
Bitch I'm fly, propellers (Yoon)
Fuck the Pradas, I'ma take the Margielas (Margielas, gang gang)
I just left the Cap center, I bought 10 pairs of Margielas
Bitch my job is to make these niggas jealous
They be digging my pimpin'
I see stars, oh man am I tripping
I got marble floors, don't slip baby
I always got my feet up, don't trip baby
You get it, I have my feet up so much you would trip baby
But tell me something, do I got money on my lip baby?
I call my Margielas Mar-jealous
'Cause every time I put 'em on niggas jealous
'Cause I be cashing out I'm hot, check my temperature
I be capping, riding 'round like a cylinder
You can smell when I'm comin'
White bitch, man she peel like it's nothing
Ay, I got the weed rolling up and a lighter in my hand
Got some money in my pocket, let's get right onto the van
4 thousand for the coat
Boss shit, paid a thousand for my loafs
Bitch I'm fly, propellers
Fuck the Pradas, I'ma take the Margielas
You already know how I'm rockin' man
I ain't got a mow-fuckin'
What time is it that I ain't gotta be swaggin' my nigga?
You know what this mean
I come through with this mow-fuckin' kicks my nigga
Bang my nigga
You can smell when I'm comin' (Dope)
White bitch, man she peel like it's nothing (Really, like it's nothing)
Ay, I got the weed rolling up (Tooka) and a lighter in my hand (Yeah)
Got some money in my pocket (Fff beep), let's get right onto the van (Yeah)
4 thousand for the coat (For the Gucci)
Boss shit, paid a thousand for my loafs (For these Louies, fff beep)
Bitch I'm fly, propellers (Yoon)
Fuck the Pradas, I'ma take the Margielas (Margielas, gang gang)
These niggas hating, that's what she telling me (Know she tellin')
Tell them boys, man I'll be what they never be (Tell'em)
That's in a mansion smokin' hella weed (Smokin' acres)
Riding foreign, doors up, bitches lovin' me (These bitches lovin' me)
I get top like a satellite
I'm going crazy man I think I need 7 mics
Told her catch the holy ghost, bitch you can call me Reverend Mike
Bitch you sleep like you ain't slept in 11 nights
I got a crazy ass timepiece
Breitling gets in her pants, he's a mind freak
I'm sitting outside of the club and she told me she like my timepiece
I told her if he hop out he can make the line tweak
You can smell when I'm comin' (Dope)
White bitch, man she peel like it's nothing (Really, like it's nothing)
Ay, I got the weed rolling up (Tooka) and a lighter in my hand (Yeah)
Got some money in my pocket (Fff beep), let's get right onto the van (Yeah)
4 thousand for the coat (For the Gucci)
Boss shit, paid a thousand for my loafs (For these Louies, fff beep)
Bitch I'm fly, propellers (Yoon)
Fuck the Pradas, I'ma take the Margielas (Margielas, gang gang)
I just left the Cap center, I bought 10 pairs of Margielas
Bitch my job is to make these niggas jealous
They be digging my pimpin'
I see stars, oh man am I tripping
I got marble floors, don't slip baby
I always got my feet up, don't trip baby
You get it, I have my feet up so much you would trip baby
But tell me something, do I got money on my lip baby?
I call my Margielas Mar-jealous
'Cause every time I put 'em on niggas jealous
'Cause I be cashing out I'm hot, check my temperature
I be capping, riding 'round like a cylinder
You can smell when I'm comin'
White bitch, man she peel like it's nothing
Ay, I got the weed rolling up and a lighter in my hand
Got some money in my pocket, let's get right onto the van
4 thousand for the coat
Boss shit, paid a thousand for my loafs
Bitch I'm fly, propellers
Fuck the Pradas, I'ma take the Margielas
