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Very Begin (feat. Guap Tarantino & Fbg Wookie) Lyrics


Future Very Begin (feat. Guap Tarantino & Fbg Wookie)

[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, caught a band
And I'm caught chasin' over here on my end
I'm 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 f..ck on that bitch, that's the end
Spent racks on some Cartier lens
Margiela, hard top on machines
We'll shoot at the opp and they friends
And I'm makin' these racks with no plans
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
Just go watch, go nigga, I'm gone
Got bags comin' in, plug hittin' my phone
Want icy, goddamn, f..ck alone
Young Freeband Gang, Al Capone
I know my brothers want slice of the pie
We split it even, no cappin' my guys
All the damn cap, boy, you tellin' them lies
Diamonds from two different [?] on her thighs
Yeah, ooh, somethin' like that's on fire
Ooh, they say I'm one of a kind
Sure, if a nigga playin', he dyin'
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, caught a band
And I'm caught chasin' over here on my end
I'm 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
[?], my dope, it come straight out the pot
Diamonds, my mouth, it came straight out my watch
F..ck on your ho and you know she a thot
F..ck 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, tell a band, nigga been poppin'
Young Freebandz, nigga been poppin'
Yeah, all the whole hood poppin'
Yeah, all these f..ck niggas watchin'
Yeah, watch came plain, I bussed it
Yeah, when the bands came I bussed it
It's your main ho we f..ckin'
We keep it on the low so you don't know nothin'
Maison Margiela, don't make 'em all jealous
We carry these choppers to f..ckin' 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 drop the bag, I jump out and get 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, caught a band
And I'm caught chasin' over here on my end
I'm could taste syrup 'cause it's watchin' me sin
I pop out the hood with Koreans
I pop out the hood with Koreans


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