[Intro]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, 'ces, 'ces
[Chorus]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down
I don't like to wait bae, I fake, need it right now
Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house
Morning wood smackdown, I'ma blow her back out
Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out
Spend a couple thou' on my pants, I'm a cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets on fat now, did it without the crack house
[Verse 1]
Oh-oh, I'ma live my life on go
Forever in my glow
Got the money coming in like, "Go, go-go"
Uh, all alone, I'm in my groove
If they ain't say I'm anti-social, you've been lied to
Ain't no tellin' what I might do
Hit the strip, and drop thе top on the sunroof
It ain't no telling who I might screw
I'm just playing, baе, I only want you-you-you
For you, all of these things I would do
Oh-oh
[Chorus]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down
I don't like to wait bae, I fake, need it right now
Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house
Morning wood smackdown, I'ma blow her back out
Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out
Spend a couple thou' on my pants, I'm a cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets on fat now, did it without the crack house
[Verse 2]
Holdin' it down, runnin' the town, smoking a pound with my dogs
Guns work like merry-go-around, spin 'em 'round and make 'em fall
Yeah, in love, I fall, make love in designer draws
Ain't no feeling like fuckin' your broad
Especially if you know that's your broad
Especially if you know it's not a façade
The magic touch, Wizard Of Oz
I'm like a static shock, an electric boy
You love me when I feel destroyed
I light up the night like the end of the tunnel
Then make her ride like a bike, Lance Armstrong how I fuck her
Ragù, how I'm drippin' on you, I don't follow the rules
Riding around, hell flames consuming my cool
Can you not tell I'm consumed in you?
I can't fly well, you're my rocket fuel
[Chorus]
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down
I don't like to wait bae, I fake, need it right now
Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house
Morning wood smackdown, I'ma blow her back out
Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out
Spend a couple thou' on my pants, I'm a cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets on fat now, did it without the crack house
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