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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-tch shorty named heather
run up on me n-gg- imma f-cking get ya
pull up in a lambo wearing bape camo
p-ssy -ss n-gg- so lame play the banjo
yeah i’m off xans yeah i’m falling off handles
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-tches ain’t sh-t no they can’t get to know me
i don’t f-ck with n-gg-s that think they can try me
i f-ck on that b-tch and that p-ssy is slimy
that p-ssy is wetter than water dasani
fold a n-gg- up just like origami
[verse 2; $imba]
i reach in yo’ bag and scoop up your cash
i’m sorry lil’ bro but i’m back on your -ss
back on your -ss just like jumping jack flash
then i bang on that hoe and i p-ss 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-ssy n-gg-s should of gave me my payment
can’t be around phonies that tryin’ to get p-ss me
that p-ssy is juicy that p-ssy is nasty
send shots at your head if you dare to har-ss me
you n-gg-s is sweeter than drake on degr-ssi
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-gg- i don’t give a f-ck
then i hit licks on [?] trucks
your hoe is a sl-t, she sucking d-ck she gon’ f-ck
i feed that dumb b-tch my nut
i give her no bucks
you got a problem cut your -ss up
bring your head to my homies they know whats up
p-ssing the cup and it’s full of the lean
got the hoes [?]
not thugga thugga but she knows that’s me
i’m tryna come up with my f-cking team
living the dream, counting the cream
dodging the bullets so you need a bean
my gang is lethal and my gang is green
n-gg-s is jocking they riding the stream
(n-gg-s 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 packs she can call me jeff hardy
we really go narly, my flow is so stupid r-t-rded
you n-gg-s is garbage
n-gg-s ain’t know we was artists
but now that we finally started
you n-gg-s is starving

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