Playboi Carti — Margiela Mad Man

[Intro: Three 6 Mafia, Playboi Carti & DJ Paul] 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 C.N.O.T.E.) [Verse 1: Playboi Carti & A$AP Ferg] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Poppin' these pills in my coupe I'm on the roof Move like I'm Batman (Yeah) Um, damn, what? Margiela madman Margiela madman Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah Walk in that bitch and I feel like a man (yeah) Ho, I got guap in my pants (Yeah) And I got tools in my pants (Yeah) Ayy, Carti can't dance Ooh, I shoot that boy where he stand (Yeah) Yeah, I keep a drum like a band (Hey) Tell my lil' boy he got next (Next) Put that lil' chain on his neck (Ice) Count it up nigga, we blessed (Yeah) Fuck that lil' bitch and she blessed (Damn) Fuck that lil' ho and she blessed (Yeah) Suckin' my dick, left a mess (Suckin' my dick) Thirty-five hundred my vest Forty-five hundred my TEC (Cash) 2900 my set I spent a check on my fit (Nah) Dumpin' it all on a fit Ridin' around in a Vet (Maison Margiela, Margiela) Movin' around like a vet (Vet) Smell like a check, check my fit (Margiela, Margiela) Came with my dog like I'm bit (Ooh) She suck me off like a tick Diamonds, they lookin' like piss (Ooh, yeah, yeah) Diamonds, they lookin' like piss (Yeah, yeah) Diamonds, they lookin' like piss Nigga, fuck your squad, nigga, A$AP, bitch Margiela madman [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] 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