margiela & vetements Lyrics

(I don't love you anymore)

(I know that they hate me)

(Man, I just copped some Margiela and some Vetements in this bitch haha)

Just tell me if you love me, tell me if you hate me

Yeah I'm up in Paris, with an ex girl that I dated

And I know her parents, I know that they hate it

And it is apparent, the feelings have faded

And she is embaressed

Vetements what I'm wearing

I know they don't like me but they still stopping and staring

Spliffs on her terrace

Bitch I am the rarest

Say what you want but I pull up in Mclarens

Bitch

Y'all could say what you want

But I'm still rocking designer, bitch I step in Saint Laurent

Bitch

I don't give a fuck

Yeah to me you is nothin

Yeah you belong

At the bottom of a pond

Yeah you is some scum

In the club throwing dubs

Yeah I'm booling with the gang and we finna live it up

And we drink it 'til we throw up

You don't wanna fight, every time we fight we show blood

Wanna spend the night but you know you gotta show us

That you worthy

Bitch I'm tweaking off that perky

Yeah I'm swerving in the suburbs off the bourbon in a 'burban

Yeah you stepping out of line, teach you a lesson, better learn it

I don't got no license, only got a learners permit

Bitch this is a push to start, got no key to turn it

Riding with no license

Bitch I'm elevated, I'm the pilot

38, I'm the highest

Got a bad lil bitch she staying at the Hyatt

She got two friends with her, we excited

Everything that I like, yeah I buy it

Five bands and I know I can't regret it

I take five xans, then I go forget it

'Cause when I die I can't take that shit to rest bitch

Chiefing all these darts got me cardiac arrested

And bitch I came a long way from getting arrested (Fuck you Roni)

That's some bullshit though

Pull up let the full clip go

I do what I please

Vetements that's on my tee

Margiela on my feet

And I just poured a four in my Hi-C

Just tell me if you love me, tell me if you hate me

Yeah I'm up in Paris, with an ex girl that I dated

And I know her parents, I know that they hate it

And it is apparent, the feelings have faded

And she is embaressed

Vetements what I'm wearing

I know they don't like me but they still stopping and staring

Spliffs on her terrace

Bitch I am the rarest

Say what you want but I pull up in Mclarens