- Maison Margiela (Prod. Metro Boomin & DJ Spinz) 歌詞 Metro Boomin
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- Metro Boomin Maison Margiela (Prod. Metro Boomin & DJ Spinz) 歌詞
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- We go to magic and we changing the weather
Sleep with the choppa, I got all on my bezzils (Ni Ni *****)
A cool billion when you see us together (Whoop Whoop)
Im still standing in designer forever
1500 on some Maison Margielas
Freeband Gang, we the new Roc-A-Fellas
You started making million now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin give a ***** to my brother
So you should struggle when you come from the gotta (Whoop)
I love to grind cause these stones of Rosetta
You keep it silent and they think you the devil (Yeah Yeah)
Spent five thousand on a cashmere sweater
We go to magic and we changing the weather
Sleep with the choppa, I got all on my bezels (Ni Ni *****)
A cool billion when you see us together (Whoop Whoop)
Im still standing in designer forever (Freeband Gang)
I went to Mexico and ****ed up some change (Whoo Whoop)
That shit aint nothing to me, I ****ed up the game (Turn Up, Turn Up)
They got my finger prints its no one to blame (Ay **** Em)
My family depend on me, Im slanging ******* (I swear)
I called the plug and I went straight to the pot (I swear)
I did a dounut when I turned out the lot (Skirt! )
Im in Margielas that aint know that I rock
Im blowing money, and Im never gone stop (Future)
1500 on some Maison Margielas
Freeband Gang, we the new Roc-A-Fellas
You started making million now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin give a ***** to my brother
So you should struggle when youcome from the gotta (Whoop)
I love to grind cause these stones of Rosetta
You keep it silent and they think you the devil (Yeah Yeah)
Spent five thousand on a cashmere sweater
Im Kareem, Jay and Dash (Yeah)
Put em altogether (Whoop)
Im Larry Byrd, Kobe and MJ (Yeah)
Ima ball forever (Ball)
And the way a **** * hustle, its like I got a vendetta (Yeah Yeah)
Its so many shooters in my circle (What)
They ready to get creamed
*****, Id a let it slide off
I got Baking Soda (Baking Soda)
You used to let us ride off
And then shoot up a house
I burnt the tires off this whip, Im at the gate letting it snart
But I need diamonds on my wrist
So I need swagging them out
Aint enough amount of money to make me change where Im from
I take a half a ****ing pound and put it right in my lungs
Im moving on and nothing but Louie Vuitton,
sippin that main train
Like its Don Pierre, Future
1500 on some Maison Margielas
Freeband Gang, we the new Roc-A -Fellas
You started making million now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin give a ***** to my brother
So you should struggle when you come from the gutta (Whoop)
I love to grind cause these stones of Rosetta
You keep it silent and they think you the devil (Yeah Yeah)
Spent five thousand on a cashmere sweater
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