Magic!

Yuh, okay, okay, okay, okay (Aye aye aye aye aye aye)

Aye yo Scxtt, you gonna kill this bitch? (Yuh)

Yeah, he gon' kill this bitch, watch him do it! (Of course!)

Aye look look look look! (Aye aye aye)

Ok, freeze a hoe, feelin' like I'm Cosmo and Wanda

I might just freeze ya hoe

And you know I'm chasing a bag but could never need a hoe

And I keep my circle very small just like a cheerio

Based bitch she on my dick but I can tell you keep ya hoe

I run the game just like a rookie

Talk, talkin' out your ass

You run up on me, think you shook me

And she thought she had me, didn't know I'm playin' hookie

And the bitch a lil' bored of me, I give that ass a noogie

Like hol' up, I thought you said that you would pull up

You a Virgo jack, you little boy you get stow up

Yeah he hits like racket, hold 'em in till I blow up

And my words like magic doing tricks just like Hisoka

There's pearls on my necklace, Vivienne's precious

Keep smoking wets and walk around this house reckless

And I keep an iron on me, Tiger Woods 'cause I'm the best

And this nigga like the quiet when I'm walking, I'm the freshest

And your bitch is feelin' me, she ate my dick just like the breakfast

God is saying this so yeah, I keep it strapped because I'm protected

Ay, white girl go crazy, Mon Claira my baby

And she give me top, she suck me off make me lazy

And I think she a thot the way that her ass be shakin'

I sever like Scxtt, she say your music go crazy

Ok, freeze a hoe, feelin' like I'm Cosmo and Wanda

I might just freeze ya hoe

And you know I'm chasing a bag but could never need a hoe

And I keep my circle very small just like a cheerio

Based bitch she on my dick but I can tell you keep ya hoe

I run the game just like a rookie

Talk, talkin' out your ass

You run up on me, think you shook me

And she thought she had me, didn't know I'm playin' hookie

And the bitch a lil' bored of me, I give that ass a noogie

Like hol' up, I thought you said that you would pull up

You a Virgo jack, you little boy you get stow up

Yeah he hits like racket, hold 'em in till I blow up

And my words like magic doing tricks just like Hisoka

Put on a kawaii, eat your bitch like a fruit roll up

And this bitch wanna fuck, unless they take it and it goes up

I just moved to the door, his fits so cold along the holster

Super Saiyan samurai killer, that boy (Shee!)

And my wrist cold, whip stone, dancin' like a disco

I handled up all of my bitches, why I call them Christos

Got cheetos, five hoes, designed clothes, and egg rolls

Ahh

I was blowin' on her belly like baby's back in the beddie

With a bubbly in my hand and a bad lil' baby named Banny

Call Carti with the Feddy, I'm faded lil' bitch ain't ready

Bitch call me on my home phone, don't hit me on my celly (Aye aye)

Good story, uh, might head to a party

And she gettin' lil' tipsy 'cause she sippin' on Bacardi

And she not drivin' the 'Rari built just like a Barbie

I'm scared to cut her off 'cause excuse me

Freeze a hoe, feelin like I'm Cosmo and Wanda

I might just freeze ya hoe

And you know I'm chasing a bag but could never need a hoe

And I keep my circle very small just like a cheerio

Based bitch she on my dick but I can tell you keep ya hoe

I run the game just like a rookie

Talk, talkin' out your ass

You run up on me, think you shook me

And she thought she had me, didn't know I'm playin' hookie

And the bitch a lil' bored of me, I give that ass a noogie

Like hol' up, I thought you said that you would pull up

You a Virgo jack, you little boy you get stow up

Yeah he hits like racket, hold 'em in till I blow up

And my words like magic doing tricks just like Hisoka