mason margela

She using hella teeth like this bitch a beaver

Don't know if she a keeper, I still up and leave her

She a different creature burning all my reefer

All them yellow diamonds, and you ask for sneakers, woah

I don't know if you play your role, ain't had this shit from the go

I've been copping all this throat and way before I found my flow

Now you like the way I'm sounding want my hand around your throat

I like kicking what you babe, but I don't like it when you post

Yeah, you taking this shit as a joke

Wishing that everyday I would go fade away up in your mind till you making them clones

I like your resume, fuck what the haters say, I think it's you, but they say it's the strokes

You just a baby that need the persuasion to shut up your lips cause the adults talking

Walk out the building with Mason in Maison Margela cause we just been balling like Spalding

Anything get in the way, either a bitch or a hoe man I kill em' regardless

You had a target while shopping at Target, you blew the margin without any offers

You took my card and you spent it like commerce, ain't finna happen cause I'm finna block her

Baby tell me what you on, why you call my phone if you ain't picking up no more

And why you always geeking if you know I'm on the floor

Bitch, I don't wanna see nobody yeah I'm on the road

And I don't wanna get this money, man, I know I'm gone

Man, I'm wasted, fuck you mean I'm chasing

I just poured a two-two, man you know I'm gonna face it

I'm geeked and I'm thrashed, I'm fucking and I smashed

Man, I'm pouring all this codeine, you know I need to go relax

But I'm tripping