!BL^IR! - Margiela Feathers lyrics

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!BL^IR! - Margiela Feathers lyrics

[Intro] FEATHERS! Margiela, Margiela, Margiela [Verse: !BL^IR!] Maison Margiela I'm changing the weather Go to the jungle to cop some new feathers Skinny white b**h shotty named Heather Run up on me n***a Imma f**ing dare ya Pull up in a Lambo wearing Bape camo p**y a** n***a so lame play the banjo Yeah I'm off xans yeah I'm falling off handles [Verse: $IMBA] Sparking the blunt like I'm sparking the candle Sparking the candle I'm sparking the doodie 16 and balling I feel like I'm Kobe I ride for my brothers they never gonna hoe me b**hes ain't sh** no they can't get to know me I don't f** with n***as that think they can try me I f** on that b**h and that p**y is slimy That p**y is wetter than water Dasani Fold a n***a up just like origami [Verse 2: !BL^IR!] I reach in yo' bag and scoop up your cash I'm sorry lil' bro but I'm back on your a** Back on your a** just like jumping Jack Flash Then I bang that lil hoe then I pa** her some gas Why they so mad? Why they still hatin'? My mama say the music I make is amazing They patiently waiting like brains on a pavement p**y n***as should of gave me my payment [Verse: $IMBA] Can't be around phonies that tryin' to get pa** me That p**y is juicy that p**y is nasty Send shots at your head if you dare to hara** me You n***as is sweeter than Drake on Degra**i Wake up and put my chain on like let's get it I walk out the crib cause we finna go hit it That lick I just dreamed about I finna go live it Me and Blair just counting up them digits [Verse 3; !BL^IR!] I wet you up, n***a I don't give a f** Then I hit licks on Brink trucks Your hoe is a s*ut, she s**ing dick then she gon' f** I feed that dumb b**h my nut I give her no bucks You got a problem cut your a** up Mail your head to your homies they know whats up Pa**ing the cup and it's full of the lean Got the hulk xans but they don't make you mean Not Thugga Thugga but she notice me I'm tryna come up with my f**ing team Living the dream, counting the cream Dodging the bullets so you need a beam My gang is lethal and my gang is green n***as is jocking they riding the stream (n***as is jocking they riding the stream) Blair 'bout his money, Blair love his hoes But Blair's favorite thing on earth is some clothes Throwing off xans while I'm t'd in the party Flipping off x you can call me Jeff Hardy [!BL^IR! and $IMBA] We really go narly, our flow is so stupid retarded You n***as is garbage n***as ain't know we was artists But now that we finally started You n***as is startled [$IMBA] Gang, gang, gang, gang

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