Very Begin

[Intro: Future]

I'm actin' like I want revenge

D. Hill (D. Hill)

Look

[Chorus: Future]

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Burberry sticks, and I done it, I win

She don't wanna listen, I'm goin' at her friend

I graduate off the block, I'ma win

I graduate off the streets, copped the Benz

Ain't no clout chasin' over here on my end

I could taste syrup 'cause it's watchin' me sin

I pop out the hood with Koreans

I pop out the hood with Koreans

[Verse 1: Guap Tarantino]

I fuck on that bitch, that's the end

Spent racks on some Cartier lens

Margiela high-top on my shins

We'll shoot at the opp and they friends

And I'm makin' these racks with no pens

You sit in the trap with my kin

And I ran it like lap in my Benz

Yeah, Freeband Gang, we used to the wins

Watch gone, watch gone, nigga, I'm gone

Got bags comin' in, plug hittin' my phone

Want Oxycontin fuck cologne

Young Freeband Gang, Al Capone

I know my bros they want slice of the pie

We split it even, don't crap on my guys

All the damn cap, boy, you tellin' them lies

Got me a lil thick bitch, I rub on her thighs

Yeah, ooh, suck me like pacifier

Ooh, they say I'm one of a kind

Sure, if a nigga playin', he dyin' (Brr)

Ooh, I got a lot on the line

I got a bitch who gon' tell you some lies

Set your ass up, make you put down the fire

Bitch, I'm big Guap, they can't fit in my size

I'm with King Pluto, this shit like a prize

[Chorus: Future]

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Burberry sticks, and I done it, I win

She don't wanna listen, I'm goin' at her friend

I graduate off the block, I'ma win

I graduate off the streets, copped the Benz

Ain't no clout chasin' over here on my end

I could taste syrup 'cause it's watchin' me sin

I pop out the hood with Koreans

I pop out the hood with Koreans

[Verse 2: Lil Wookie]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

J-Lo, my dope, it come straight out the pot

Diamonds, my mouth, it came straight out my watch

Fuck on your ho and you know she a thot

Fuck on her throat, then she go out the spot

Woke up, like, "Fuck it, today I wear all chains"

Racks out, they bustin' my jeans, they buy Balmains

Fifteen racks, holdin' nothin' that's small change

The ho came to us 'cause they found out you all lame

Yeah, Taliban nigga been poppin'

Young Freebandz, nigga been poppin'

Yeah, all the whole hood poppin'

Yeah, all these fuck niggas watchin'

Yeah, watch came plain, I bussed it

Yeah, when the bands came I bussed it

It's your main ho we fuckin'

We keep it on the low so you don't know nothin'

Maison Margiela to make 'em more jealous

We carry these choppers to fuckin' protect us

This for your niggas who think about chasin' bullets

And hit for you nigga who clout chase

Got smoke they gon' call us and tell us we steppers

Price on your head, drop the bag, they gon' get that

The thirty-round clip make a clout nigga get back

If you droh the bag, I jump out and push your shit back

[Chorus: Future]

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Margiela-gielas, the very begin

Burberry sticks, and I done it, I win

She don't wanna listen, I'm goin' at her friend

I graduate off the block, I'ma win

I graduate off the streets, copped the Benz

Ain't no clout chasin' over here on my end

I could taste syrup 'cause it's watchin' me sin

I pop out the hood with Koreans

I pop out the hood with Koreans