MadeinTYO, UnoTheActivist - Margiela Man lyrics
[MadeinTYO, UnoTheActivist - Margiela Man lyrics]
I'm a Margiela man, man i'm a Margiela man
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah! Yeah) , I'm a Margiela man
Margiela (What?) , Margiela (What?) , Margiela (What?) , I'm a Margiela man
I got YSL on me, but I'm far from a saint
Ain't no water wells, drippin'
I cannot fall from a sink i got on my Number
(N) ine when I walk in the bank
I be in pieces you can't find
Putting this shit on, yeah
I be putting this shit on
That's all I'm saying
Talking crazy, I got on these Ricky boots
I stomp 'em in
I walk inside of Margiela and
Then they like, "Oh, there he go again"
Watch your mouth
Almost caught a briefcase like a businessman
A minuteman, we both know you weren't shit
Before I took you in
Thinking about taking them out
That's something I'm looking at
I got boogers in every single chain
I know they seeing me
Your ho still gon' stick around
This ho getting rid of me
I got Undercover on
Why they still be sleep on me?
They just don't know what I'm on
But they still be feeling me
I see what be going on, honestly
It's killing me bands on demand
They gon' give it to me willingly
Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
Margiela (What?) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
I got YSL on me, but I'm far from a saint
Ain't no water wells, drippin'
I cannot fall from a sink i got on my Number
(N) ine when I walk in the bank
I be in pieces you can't find
Margiela man, toes in the sand (O oh)
Tattoos on my hand, I feel like Mac Miller
Man i can't trust none of y'all
I need the stacks in my hand (No)
Stacks in my hand, yeah, stacks in my hand
I been counting all that money
Need a money counter, man
Baby girl, you getting thick
Won't you put it in my hand?
Can you be my real supporter? Can
You be my real stan?
Boy, shoutout to my lawyer, that's my homie
That's my friend (G)
Boy, I can't even lie, yeah
I'm fresh as a bitch (G)
Yeah, them boys gon' hate
They don't put on no fit's (G)
They ain't rocking how I'm rocking, boy
I really rock this shit (Skrt)
And them niggas say they
Real, usually ain't real, lil' bitch (Ha)
Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
Margiela (What?) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
I got YSL on me, but I'm far from a saint
Ain't no water wells, drippin'
I cannot fall from a sink i got on my Number
(N) ine when I walk in the bank
I be in pieces you can't find
(Dream, this shit go dummy)
Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah! Yeah) , I'm a Margiela man
Margiela (What?) , Margiela (What?) , Margiela (What?) , I'm a Margiela man
I got YSL on me, but I'm far from a saint
Ain't no water wells, drippin'
I cannot fall from a sink i got on my Number
(N) ine when I walk in the bank
I be in pieces you can't find
Putting this shit on, yeah
I be putting this shit on
That's all I'm saying
Talking crazy, I got on these Ricky boots
I stomp 'em in
I walk inside of Margiela and
Then they like, "Oh, there he go again"
Watch your mouth
Almost caught a briefcase like a businessman
A minuteman, we both know you weren't shit
Before I took you in
Thinking about taking them out
That's something I'm looking at
I got boogers in every single chain
I know they seeing me
Your ho still gon' stick around
This ho getting rid of me
I got Undercover on
Why they still be sleep on me?
They just don't know what I'm on
But they still be feeling me
I see what be going on, honestly
It's killing me bands on demand
They gon' give it to me willingly
Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
Margiela (What?) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
I got YSL on me, but I'm far from a saint
Ain't no water wells, drippin'
I cannot fall from a sink i got on my Number
(N) ine when I walk in the bank
I be in pieces you can't find
Margiela man, toes in the sand (O oh)
Tattoos on my hand, I feel like Mac Miller
Man i can't trust none of y'all
I need the stacks in my hand (No)
Stacks in my hand, yeah, stacks in my hand
I been counting all that money
Need a money counter, man
Baby girl, you getting thick
Won't you put it in my hand?
Can you be my real supporter? Can
You be my real stan?
Boy, shoutout to my lawyer, that's my homie
That's my friend (G)
Boy, I can't even lie, yeah
I'm fresh as a bitch (G)
Yeah, them boys gon' hate
They don't put on no fit's (G)
They ain't rocking how I'm rocking, boy
I really rock this shit (Skrt)
And them niggas say they
Real, usually ain't real, lil' bitch (Ha)
Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
Margiela (What?) , Margiela (Yeah) , Margiela, I'm a Margiela man
I got YSL on me, but I'm far from a saint
Ain't no water wells, drippin'
I cannot fall from a sink i got on my Number
(N) ine when I walk in the bank
I be in pieces you can't find