Margiela

My thief in the night

So sweet, the way you lie

Ah, those dollar signs in your eyes

Stop actin' so shy

Come and get your money

Come get it, come get it, come get it

What your friends tell ya 'bout me?

You want me to NFL ya, you want that NBA check

Pop somethin' at Coachella, Margiela

Oh, you want that old me

But right now I'm kinda feelin' like Pimp C, I can't hold you

Just pay the shit, it's just a couple coupes and I'm over you

When old love turns jealous, my new love is overzealous

I'm in the middle, Margiela

Jump in the wagon, over here floatin' like Aladdin

She rubbin' on me, wishin' for shit

She gotta have it

Thick lips, that black magic

Whippin' this thang, swervin' in and out of my lane

Get a grip, that's what I'm doin'

Fill her up, that's what I'm doin'

Steering wheel at the same time, that '24 with low miles

She talkin' that rockstar shit, she talkin' in bad bitch

You ain't shit, she said, "You ain't either"

What if I told the world? She said, "Who'd believe ya?"

Come and get your money

Come get it, come get it, come get it

What your friends tell ya 'bout me?

You want me to NFL ya, you want that NBA check

Pop somethin' at Coachella, Margiela

Oh, you want that old me

But right now I'm kinda feelin' like Pimp C, I can't hold you

Just pay the shit, it's just a couple coupes and I'm over you

When old love turns jealous, my new love is overzealous

I'm in the middle, Margiela

She's tryna make things right

Just pullin' me back in, pullin' me back in, my new girl keep

Askin' 'bout us, and I'm like

You don't wanna know, girl, shut the door, let it go

And leave the past right there, and get that ass over here

In the air right there

Let me put this picture in your perfect frame, come make me fall in love again

I swear that we would never change

But while I'm fuckin' you, all I fuckin' see is her face

Get a grip, that's what I'm doin'

Paint her lips, that's what I'm doin'

When I left her I swore that I'd be fine, now I can't seem to find my mind

Now you both see the dog **** in me

All I see is fog from the Rémy, I care

You thought I should've cared more

I could say the same, I could lay the blame on you

But there's only one thing a rich **** can do

Come and get your money

Come get it, come get it, come get it

What your friends tell ya 'bout me?

You want me to NFL ya, you want that NBA check

Pop somethin' at Coachella, Margiela

Oh, you want that old me

But right now I'm kinda feelin' like Pimp C, I can't hold you

Just pay the shit, it's just a couple coupes and I'm over you

When old love turns jealous, my new love is overzealous

I'm in the middle, Margiela

I'm in the middle

You want me to love you, but when you love me

You want it fair, find any way to be here

Now that I'm not there no more

She's tryna make things right

Just pullin' me back in, pullin' me back in

Margiela