Margiela Madman (Carti's OG verse)

[Intro: Three 6 Mafia, Playboi Carti, & DJ Paul]

Tear da club up

Tear da club up

Tear da club up

Tear da club up

Whatchu know man? It's A$AP, n***a

Tear da club up

It's A$AP n***a, stop all that goofy shit

Tear da club up

Tear da

Club up

(And we still smokin jitt pack)

N***a, fuck yo squad n***a

This for all you playa hataz who be talking that



[Verse: Playboi Carti]

Yuh, yuh, yuh

Poppin' these pills in my coupe

I'm on the roof

Move like I'm Batman

Yah, um, damn, what, Margiela mad man

(Margiela, mad, man!)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, yah

Walk innat bih and I feel like the man

Hoe I got guap in my pants

And I got tool in my pants

Aye, Carti can't dance

I shoot that boy where he stand

I keep a drum like a band

(aye, yuh, yuh, uh)

Told my lil boy he got next

Put a little chain on his neck

Count it up n***a we blessed

Fuck that lil bih and she blessed

Fuck that lil hoe and she blessed

Suckin my dick left a mess

3500 my vest, 4500 my tech, 2900 my set

I spent a check on my fit

Diamonds they all in the fit

Riding around inna vette (Maison Margiela, Margiela)

Moving around like a Vet (bitch)

Smell like a check, check my fit (Margiela, Margiela)

Came with my dog like a - oh!

She suck me up like a tick!

Diamonds they lookin like piss! (uh, yah, yah)

Diamonds they lookin like piss! (yayuhh, yah)

Diamonds they lookin like piss!



{Outro: Playboi Carti}

Check, n***a fuck yo squad, n***a A$AP