M&D, Pt. 2 ft. Mario Margiela Lyrics

Let's go

Let's go- le

Let's go- let's

I don't be fucking with nobody, I just be rocking with-

My twin, my gang

I don't be

It's an evil world we live in

The Devil may cry

Run up on gang we gon' shoot, bitch

Your bitch, she's in love with the crew

Exclusive drip all on my- huh, huh

Marni and Rick on my boots

These rappers phony, keep me a heater like Tony

Thinking i'm sad but that was the old me

Most of my hoes wanna clone me

Because i'm a slayer

Fuck on that bitch, I won't lay up

Took that bitch out to Rodeo

Margiela just got a package in the mail

It's some shit you ain't seen

Pussy bald, Mr. Clean

Bitch so damn bad might as well put her up in mezzanine

Think you're invincible, got too much dip on your chip

You gonna get flipped

She's got a little bit of Tris on her lip, see how she sip

Whole gang full of slayers, we're gonna put you up, cut you by your wrists

Most of these kids want a fix

It is what it is

I just fell in love with the money and dope, money and clothes

I just fell in love with the money and dope, money and clothes

I just fell in love with the money and dope, money and clothes

I just fell in love with the money and dope, money and clothes

Run up on gang we gon' shoot

Your bitch, she's in love with the crew

Exclusive drip all on my- huh, huh

Marni and Rick on my boots

These rappers phony, keep me a heater like Tony

Thinking i'm sad but that was the old me

Most of my hoes wanna clone me

Ah, ah

I'm feeling like Tony

Ah, ah

I'm feeling like Tony

Ah, ah

Most of these rappers, yeah they be fake, they be phony

Ah, ah

At first wanna hate on me, yeah but now they wanna clone me

Ah, ah

Ah, ah

She wanna fuck and menage

Ah, ah

Me and Margiela man gonna skirt off the lot

Ah, ah

Stacking them 50s and 20s not talking no bars

Ah, ah

I don't be caring 'bout nothing, I do what I want

Run up on gang we gon' shoot, bitch

Your bitch, she's in love with the crew

Exclusive drip all on my- huh, huh

Marni and Rick on my boots

These rappers phony, keep me a heater like Tony

Thinking i'm sad but that was the old me

Most of my hoes wanna clone me

Ah, ah