Margiela Girl Lyrics

Back with my motherfuckin' brothers

You know I cannot trust another

She want me, she don't want another

I cannot believe it's not butter

I cannot believe it's not gravy

I heard she wan' be my lil baby

I whip it, I whip it, Mercedes

I pull up, pull up, fully flex

Got on Guess so they wonder what's next

It's still middle fingers to my ex

And I'm working, I'm never gon' rest

Got the water it sit on my neck

And I heard this bitch sent me a text

And it's prolly cause she be obsessed

I know I got these niggas upset

And it's prolly cause I be the best

Right off the top

Realest my nigga

I need off white not no vanilla

Foreign lil thot she from Margiela

Caught by surprise I go guerrilla

I'm still into my bag and you up in ya feelings

You would think it's a show the way I got 'em cheering

I don't need me no hoes to come make an appearance

I can hop in that rolls and go fast when I'm steering

I'm fairly odd, call me lil Timmy

These niggas lost, these niggas timid

These hoes is hot but I ain't simpin'

Imma aim high cause I don't got a limit

I hop in a range and I hop in a Bentley (Hop in that range, in that motherfuckin' Bentley)

She selling coochie cause she fucking with Frenzi (Selling coochie cause she fucking with Frenzi)

Took that girl straight to the west end

Ended up bringing her best friend

Ended up breaking the question

And I never returned any texts

Won't go back and forth like it's tetris

Finna get me some racks like it's tennis

Gotta say that lil mama look sexy

Lookin' cleaner than white picket fences

Aw yeah, she want a relationship

But I can't go and fake that shit (Fake that shit)

She wanted a real relationship

But I can't fake that shit, yeah

Back with my motherfuckin' brothers

You know I cannot trust another

She want me, she don't want another

I cannot believe it's not butter

I cannot believe it's not gravy

I heard she wan' be my lil baby

I whip it, I whip it, Mercedes

I pull up, pull up, fully flex

Yeah