CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Maison Margiela

Maison Margiela on my feet
Mix sh*t with PUMA, no designer
Mixture boomin' head, we sippin' yak
Yo, shut up, hoe, we vibin'
Yeah, you know, we wildin' here
Xanny pill make peeps drop dead
I ain't eater, I'm blessed
Ain't no b*t*h can give me stress, hold on
You know, when get that gas
You know, we blow it fast
We grown then dash
I ain't go faster than clan
You know some sh*t, but ties?

I hit that b*t*h few times, she can't forget my size
Said that I'm next up, then ask me why I'm smile
I said, "Lil b*t*h, no one really is suprised"
They said I'm next up in the sh*t, я улыбаюсь
B*t*h, I'm lit, я не мечтал лишь сделать flip
Я жил мечтой поднять свой clique
Но вышло так, что в соло каждый шаг
Мой трэп ещё не стал иконой, брат, don't kill my vibe
We bossin' with a sh*t, I feel like I can never quit
This sh*t just come outside, only outside with brand new b*t*h
You pu**y can't get over, can't get fame, your gang is snitch
I only want the money, when I start this ain't business
Maison Margiela on my feet
Mix sh*t with PUMA, no designer
Mixture boomin' head, we sippin' yak
Yo, shut up, hoe, we vibin'
Yeah, you know, we wildin' here
Xanny pill make peeps drop dead
I ain't eater, I'm blessed
Ain't no b*t*h can give me stress, hold on
You know, when get that gas
You know, we blow it fast
We grown then dash
I ain't go faster than clan
You know some sh*t, but ties?
I hit that b*t*h few times, she can't forget my size
She always do four molly bar, but now she take a lines
Oh, this russian b*t*h in dollar since
Maison Margiela on my feet
Mix sh*t with PUMA, no designer
Mixture boomin' head, we sippin' yak
Yo, shut up, hoe, we vibin'
Yeah, you know, we wildin' here
Xanny pill make peeps drop dead
I ain't eater, I'm blessed
Ain't no b*t*h can give me stress, hold on
You know, when get that gas
You know, we blow it fast
We grown then dash
I ain't go faster than clan
You know some sh*t, but ties?
I hit that b*t*h few times, she can't forget my size
She always do four molly bar, but now she take a lines
Oh, this russian b*t*h in dollar since
Oh, yo, I'm motherf**ka sick, like Blaine
Yo, make gang, cuz' I break, dang
Show on the stars, man, I just make fun

Oh-Oh, this russian b*t*h in dollar since
Oh, yo, I'm motherf**ka sick, like Blaine
Yo, make gang, cuz' I break, dang
Show on the stars, man, I just make fun