1500 on some Maison Margielas

Freeband Gang we the new Roc-A-Fellas
You started making million now they think you worship the devil

We keep it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother
So used struggle when you come from the gutta Whoop
I love to grind cause these stones of rosetta

You keep it silent and they think you the devil Yeah Yeah
25 thousand on a Cashmere sweater

We go to Magic and we changing the weather

Sleep with the choppa I got all on my bezzles Ni Ni Nigga
A cool billion when you see us together Whoop Whoop
I'm still standing in designer forever Freeband Gang
I went to Mexico and f**ked up some change Whoo Whoop
That shit ain't nothing to me I f**ked up the game Turn Up Turn Up
They got my finger prints it's no one to blame Ay F**k 'Em
My family depend on me I'm slanging cocaine I swear
I called the plug and I went straight to the pot I swear
I did a dounut when I turned out the lot Skirt
I'm in Margielas that ain't know that I rock

I'm blowing money and I'm never gone stop Future

1500 on some Maison Margielas

Freeband Gang we the new Roc-A-Fellas
You started making million now they think you worship the devil

We keep it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother

So used struggle when you come from the gutta Whoop
I love to grind cause these stones of rosetta

You keep it silent and they think you the devil Yeah Yeah
25 thousand on a Cashmere sweater

I'm Kareem Jay and Dash Yeah
Put them altogether Whoop
I'm Larry Bird Kobe and MJ Yeah
I'ma ball forever Ball
And the way a nigga hustle it's like I got a vendetta Yeah Yeah
It's so many shooters in my circle What
They ready to get creamed
Bitch I'd a let it slide off
I got Baking Soda Baking Soda
You used to let us ride off
And then shoot up a house
I burnt the tires off this whip I'm at the gate letting it snart
But I need diamonds on my wrist
So I need to be swagging them out
Ain't enough amount of money to make me change where I'm from
I take a half a f**king pound and put it right in my lungs
I'm moving on in nothing but Louie Vuiton sippin' that main train
Like it's Dom Perignon Future
1500 on some Maison Margielas

Freeband Gang we the new Roc-A-Fellas
You started making million now they think you worship the devil
We keep it pimpin' give a bitch to my brother

So used struggle when you come from the gutta Whoop
I love to grind cause these stones of rosetta

You keep it silent and they think you the devil Yeah Yeah
25 thousand on a Cashmere sweater