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Correct Margiela Lyrics
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[Intro] Six7 on the beat Uh, go Uh, uh, go Double S shit Glen Boy, go [Verse] Yeah, run with that sack, better tackle that bitch I keep a Glockie all in my jacket and shit I sip on Wock, they got rid of that Actavis shit I don't like watches, but I might throw a stack on my wrist Hit the strip club, throw a stack on a bitch Icy Glen Baby, chain Johnny Dang on the back of that bitch Yeah, I got racks on the list Got caught with the stick and he turned to a snitch Rose gold VVS ring on my fist Get punched in your face if you try to take this Up a Glock to his face like, "Here, take this" These Raf Simons, ho, I don't wear Asics Glen Baby 2, shit They call us top tier 'cause we shoot shit What I got in my ear cost a new whip No respect for that ho 'cause she do dicks Yeah, these niggas broke and they funny Yeah, me and my bitch got that money (Ha) Bring out them racks then take 'em to Johnny Hit me, get back, now my neck lookin' sunny I smoke a spliff 'cause you know how I'm comin' Niggas don't play 'cause they know how I does it Niggas don't play 'cause they know how I bust it (Yeah) Fuck all that shit, we gon' shoot it in public Fuck all that shit, nigga, just drop the addy All of my niggas grew up with no daddy (Ha) Turn off the lights, diamonds hit you like Manny (Yeah) Come to the show in the back of the Phantom Fuck nigga play, I'ma send shooters at him (Bow) I'm with the slimes and I bet they gon' tag him I'm with that smoke, I be ready to battle Whole lot of dope in the foreign, no cattle Hit from the back, make it jiggle like Jello I got Margiela, Margiela, Margiela Whole lot of weed in this bitch, I don't sell it Pull out the Glock, let it spray like repellent I started this shit, nigga, give me my credit Four-five bullets on me, no pellets Whole lot of green on me, no lettuce I do this shit with no effort, they jealous Just called the doctor, bring out the medicine Five-star restaurant, I'm showin' elegance Me and my bitch eat Percs like vegetables Nigga touch me, turn his ass to a vegetable Came out the mud, now I'm all at the festivals Came from the Metros, we goin' federal Can't get no money, so, boy, what you really do? Double S-G, I send 'em, go finish you
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