Marc Jacobs Lyrics

I leave my Marc on these niggas

Like Jacob

Baby said I look good

Look better without make up

Bitches mad

They need to go and get their cake up

Took a break and these hoes still didn't catch up

Damn

Yeah

And I'm only 23

I be running shit

This some shit you never seen

Man I love money

But my favorite color pink

Like my tote bag from Marc jacobs

Nigga what you think

Who you bank with

I need that log in

If you wanna see the top

These bitches flogging

40 inches on my back

Man that shit just cost a stack

He said he gone pay me back

I said that I'm fine with that

I be giving niggas hell

They don't have no one to tell

Just increased my Clientele

About to get rich as hell

He love it when I throw it back

I shoot my shot

I double tap

When he rap

It all be cap

I'm checking bitches like a pap

I leave my Marc on these niggas

Like Jacob

Baby said I look good

Look better without make up

Bitches mad

They need to go and get their cake up

Took a break and these hoes still didn't catch up

Pussy water Aquarius

So it really make sense

Why these niggas crazy bout' me

I'm exclusive

Got that FENTY on my lip

Keep my baby on my hip

Need a nigga who can flip

And I'm talking bout pounds

Change that nigga's life over night

Like an update

Went from a scammer to a dealer

That's a upgrade

I be catching big plays

Making money everyday

I get it each and every way

Yeah Uh

And I use to be broke

Living at the trailer park

You'll probably see a roach

I'm boujee and I'm ghetto

From Nike to stilettos

All my niggas love me

They can't ever let me go

I leave my Marc on these niggas

Like Jacob

Baby said I look good

Look better without make up

Bitches mad

They need to go and get their cake up

Took a break and these hoes still didn't catch up

They didn't

They didn't

Yup uh

Damn

Catch up with me

Yup

Okay