[Intro: DJ Paul, Playboi Carti & A$AP Ferg]
Tear the club up
Tear the club up
Tear the club up
Tear the club up
(What you know, I mean?)
Tear the club up
(What you know? N***a, A$AP, n***a)
Tear the club up
(Man, this, n***a, this A$AP, n***a, I don't give a fuck)
Tear the club up
(N***a, stop all that, stop all that goofy shit, fool)
Tear the club up
(N***a, still smoking Jitt pack, I don't give a fuck)
(Ayy, stop all that goofy shit)
This for all you player-haters who be talking this
(Fuck y'all, n***a, fuck your squad, n***a)
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)
Ayy (Hey)
Ayy (Ayy, yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Yeah)

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Spent 50K on the Rollie
Just bought that shit and my bitch broke it (Right)
She sayin' she ain't even notice (Yeah)
But her pussy wet like the ocean
Ayy, ayy (Swim, swim, swim)
Ayy, ayy (Margiela madman!)
Master Bruce, yeah, I'm the coldest (Right)
Master Bruce, yeah, I'm the coldest (Yeah)
Margiela and that Rick Owens (Right)
I'm fucking her friend and she know it (Yeah)
Margiela (Yeah), bad (Yeah)
My jewelry stone cold like Steve Austin
Don't cuff on no bitch, we just toss 'em
Millionaire, still live in Harlem (Yeah, uh)
Bury your hood
Right in your local bodega
Fergie gon' bark like Omega
This ain't no game, ain't no SEGA
Even though that beef old, I don't care
I will not fuck with the Raiders
Second deal out with Adidas
Fergie done got him a sneaker
Making a bitch sing like Aretha
I'm fucking your bitch when you eat her
You cuffing that bitch like you need her
Yamborghini with Aaliyah
Rest in peace until I see ya
(Margiela madman!)
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti & A$AP Ferg]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Poppin' these pills in my coupe
I'm on the roof
Move like I'm Batman (Yeah!)
Um, damn, what? Margiela madman (Right!)
(Margiela madman!)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
These n***as they stealing my flow, talking 'bout, huh?
Boy, I'm stealing your ho
Taking your ho to the pad
She getting lit
She tryna suck on the dick
She wanna suck on the dick
She wanna suck like a tick (Ayy, yeah, shh, what? Huh, uh, what?)
Suck like a tick
Suck on this shit
Get on the clique (Yeah!)
Get on the clique
Get on your knees, pray for the dick (Right!)
Pray for this shit
Pray for my clique
Pray for my n***as (Yeah!)
Ooh, ooh, I got my hand on the trigger (Yeah!)
I got my hand on her pussy
All of these n***as they pussy (Right!)
He run away like a wuss
I got the paper like books
I can't pull up, bitch, I'm booked
Walked in that bitch and the bitches, they looked
All of these n***as, these n***as they shook
29 hop in the tub
Wash my lil balls while I make a lil call
[Outro: Playboi Carti, A$AP Ferg & DJ Paul]
N***a, fuck your squad
(Margiela mad man)
A$AP, n***a
This for all you player-haters who be talking this
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)