A$AP Ferg, Playboi Carti - Margiela Mad Man lyrics

Tear the club up what you know, what you?
Tear the club up nigga, A$AP, nigga
Tear the club up tear the club up
It's A$AP nigga, stop all that goofy shit
Tear the club up
And they still smokin' Jitt pack
Tear the club up
This for all you playa hataz
Who be talking that
Nigga, fuck your squad, nigga
(Honorable CNOTE)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Poppin' these pills in my coupe
I'm on the roof
Move like I'm Batman (yeah)
Um, damn, what? Margiela madman
Margiela madman ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
Walk in that bitch and I feel like a man
(yeah) ho, I got guap in my pants (yeah)
And I got tools in my pants (yeah)
Ayy, Carti can't dance
Ooh, I shoot that boy where he stand (yeah)
Yeah, I keep a drum like a band (Hey)
Tell my lil' boy he got next (Next)
Put that lil' chain on his neck (Ice)
Count it up nigga, we blessed (yeah)
Fuck that lil' bitch and she blessed (Damn)
Fuck that lil' ho and she blessed (yeah)
Suckin' my dick, left a mess
(Suckin' my dick)
Thirty-five hundred my vest
Forty-five hundred my TEC (Cash) 2900 my set
I spent a check on my fit (Nah)
Dumpin' it all on a fit
Ridin' around in a Vet
(Maison Margiela, Margiela)
Movin' around like a vet (Vet)
Smell like a check, check my fit
(Margiela, Margiela)
Came with my dog like I'm bit (O oh)
She suck me off like a tick
Diamonds, they lookin' like piss
(Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Diamonds, they lookin' like piss
(yeah, yeah)
Diamonds, they lookin' like piss
Nigga, fuck your squad, nigga, A$AP, bitch
Margiela madman

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Spent fifty K on the Rollie
Just bought that shit and my bitch broke it
She sayin' she ain't even notice
But her pussy wet like the ocean
Ayy, ayy (Swim, swim, swim)
Ayy, ayy (Margiela madman)
Master Bruce, yeah, I'm the coldest
Master Bruce, yeah, I'm the coldest
Margiela and that Rick Owens
I'm fucking her friend and she know it
Margiela, bad
My jewelry stone cold like Steve Austin
Don't care for no bitch, we just toss 'em
Millionaire, still live in Harlem
(yeah, uh) Bury your hood
Riding up to a bodega
Fergie gon' bark like Omega
This ain't no game, ain't no SEGA
Even though that beef old, I don't care
I will not fuck with the Raiders
Second deal out with Adidas
Fergie done got him a sneaker
Make your bitch sing like Aretha
I fuck on your bitch when you eat her
You cuffing that bitch like you need her
Yamborghini with Aaliyah
Rest in peace until I see ya