Margielas lyrics

by

CashMoneyAP


[Verse 1: Lil Jersey]
Walk out your house in Margielas
n*gga I ball in any type of weather
Winning Oscars like my name was Denzel
Deep in the game like Johnny Manziel
n*gga Speezy free, he out on bail
My cuz upstate in the feds
Six feet, some homies is dead
Pipe a n*gga up like a damn kettle
Young n*gga tryna cop me a bezel
n*ggas pussies, they scurry like mice
Looks are deceiving, a n*gga ain't nice
Mid July and still ear some ice
Wet yo block up like a super soaker
Release my n*ggas, why y'all holding
Shape-shift like my name was Loki
School skipper, they called me poky
f*ck n*ggas trying to come up off me
Suppressor silent, I killed them softly
Bob and weave like Muhammad Ali
After Earth, run around with Wall-E
Hold up, the plug be calling
Free the rest of my n*ggas in the pen
Like a game of spaids, we gonna win
Eat that pus*y up like it's some din
Some of these n*ggas be crying like b*tches
Straight up facts, we don't need no statistics
f*ck the fame, it's all about riches
With the real n*ggas, don't f*ck with no snitches
She asked me, boy what's on them britches
A young n*gga rocking the f*cking off-white
Got the scope, put you right in my sight
Hit 'em with the draco and told him goodnight
f*ck table manners and being polite
Get with a b*tch and I f*ck her all night
I eat up that pus*y, so yummy
Then she hop on this di*k like a bunny
She feeling it all in her tummy
She tried to chew on the D like a gummy
Can't help but laugh, you n*ggas is funny
Ain't worried bout y'all, I'm just counting this money

[Hook: Lil Jersey]
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
Wrap yo b*tch up in my sweater
Gave her straight D, no other letters
She jumped on me, right when I met her
Now you feeling under the weather
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
Wrap yo b*tch up in my sweater
Gave her straight D, no other letters
She jumped on me, right when I met her
Now you feeling under the weather

[Verse 2: Lil Jersey]
Real n*gga from South Jers'
See a fake n*gga then I swerve
Used to live around murder
Abuse too, young mothers were hurting
Went to Camden to see my n*gga Preston
Three murders, no arrestings
Through the anxiety and depression    
My joy was going through a recession
Other n*ggas killed pain with alcohol
It was the only thing to do after all
Found the body of the young n*gga down the hall
Took a little venture to the Deptford Mall
Had a safe haven out in Philly
n*ggas knew my struggle, they feel me
b*tches play n*ggas like a Wii U
I don't know who the f*ck you compared me to
Glock stuck to my hip like there was glue
Getting these bands, y'all got no clue 
Whippin' if ain't nun to do
Don't try to fit, n*gga you ain't true
I f*ck on yo b*tch and she with it
Whip in the kitchen be flippin'
All these n*ggas know I get it
Counting up all them digits
East Coast, how we living
b*tches be grinning

[Hook: Lil Jersey]
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
Wrap yo b*tch up in my sweater
Gave her straight D, no other letters
She jumped on me, right when I met her
Now you feeling under the weather
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
I walk in this b*tch with Margielas
Wrap yo b*tch up in my sweater
Gave her straight D, no other letters
She jumped on me, right when I met her
Now you feeling under the weather

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