Bam Margiela

[Hook: Francis Wolfe]

Maison Margiela my drip
Maison Margiela my drip
She wanna hop in the whip
She wanna chill in the whip

Don't give a fuck what you want
Don't give a fuck what you need
She wanna hop in the vip
She wanna chill in the vip

Maison Margiela my drip
Maison Margiela my drip
Swag all on 10
Yeah, we git it like this

Maison Margiela my drip
Maison Margiela my drip
Swag all on 10
Yeah, we get it forreal

[Verse 1: Francis Wolfe]
I'm swaggin to hard basic
Living my life so amazing
I don't give a fuck what you want
I don't want your girl; she too basic

I get it I stack it, I flip it
Now she wanna get with the vision
I don't give a fuck what you want
Pull up jeep windows tinted

Asap spend that
Now we get it by the bag
I don't give a fuck what you want
We just be counting that cash

I just be dippin' and dashin'
I pull up in Saint Laurent fashion
Hedi Slimane Celine
I'm living my life way to lavish

I pull in jeans, they ksubi
Chrome Hearts be the jewelry
Turn up Hyde with Roman Royale
It always turn into a movie

Don't give a fuck what you want
Don't give a fuck what you need
All of my niggas, they stunt
All of my people, they bleed

[Hook: Francis Wolfe]

[Verse 2: Lurk
Wolfe]
Howlers Club
You know on my letterman
I throw it on
You know when the weather hits

Step on the scene
Y'know with my fuckin' twin
I'm wit my twin
You know we bleed elegance

Call me lil' skate just like i'm Reese (yeah)
Rockin' ones; Don't dive a fuck if they crease (yeah)
Watch my bank account; I swear it increase (yeah)
Shit wasn't given man I had to go lead (yeah)

Aye (yeah)
Rockstar, got a couple guitars
Still rich so my flannel couture
Ripped jeans; I don't need me a job

Yeah
Rockstar, got a couple guitars
Still rich so my flannel couture
Ripped jeans; I don't need me a job