Magic Lyrics

You better, I gotta, so you better

If I'm my pole, then you better move Cuz we boutta shoot, I step in with crews

What the fuck you gon' do I don't fuck with bitches who lie to my face

I don't fuck with niggas who ain't goin' straight

They veer off the path and turn on they own Switchin' on they homies just for an eighth

I don't fuck with bitches who lie to my face Don't fuck with niggas who ain't goin' straight

They veer off the path and turn on they own Switchin' on they homies just for an eighth

Just for an eighth I swear to God I might be buggin', but I know

it's fate The way that she cuttin' my string, that mean

that somebody dyin' in here, that's not a plate

Lil' girl, I do not wanna take you on dates I do not come in here just for the make

Hungry and all of these rappers get ready to be eaten

Know that they all on my plate Baby, I get it

Cuz I came and I come, don't spit it New card, gon' swipe, got digits

And she keep askin' all for the digits Lil' bitch, I do not get my number out

If you wanna come here, boy, we comin' out Now I say that we poppin' out when it's out

And we know that we rise when the sun out And I do not know, usually

Wearin' my heart on my sleeve I usually think with the head in my jeans

I had to go on somethin' else for me She said that I'm short, but I put in the spleen

I'm tryna go and make her legs shake Like it's hard for her to go and walk on the beam

I mean, I'm talkin' about balance The way she a gymnast, I'm makin' her back

Benzene, don't seem Puttin' my hands on the seams

Like a ball with the way that I shoot Clutchin' the three, so you know what is crazy

I had to get back on these busts as we do Tell you that you wanna get back on the two

Take that gun off your hip, lil' nigga, I'm tryna duke

I do not come here to fight for this process I step back here, dealin' him on the glue

Wait, get it, blow me like a flute Baby, come in here, what you wanna come to

I was born up here, braids red, tone two I was born just to fight, but, lil' nigga, I'ma shoot

I don't wanna play back here, don't ruse And I'm sorry I do not go play by your rules

Only one thing that we do You wanna get switched on the interval, pockin' a true life

I don't fuck with bitches who lie to my face I don't fuck with niggas who ain't goin' straight

They veer off the path and turn on they own Switchin' on they homies just for an eighth

I don't fuck with bitches who lie to my face I don't fuck with niggas who ain't goin' straight

They veer off the path and turn on they own Switchin' on they homies just for an eighth

I said I'ma go and I'm ready on go But I feel like I'm chef, cause I'm always on go

I do not fuck with these niggas, they know If you put your hands up, we gon' go blow for blow

I had to get in on Ray for the toe But I'm not gonna finish, so tag on his toe

And if you wanna get back in here with a toe But you wanna talk static, I up with the pole

Ready to dump on this clip And to empty this shit, lil' nigga, just run

I don't wanna play back here, no run Use punchlines, nigga, we don't ever use puns

If you wanna play back here, don't tell me You say that you tough, lil' nigga, come some

I need a bad bitch right up in my DMs That keep textin' me, sayin', come fuck some

But I'm sexy, I feel like I'm rare The way that she comin', I leave it on test

She said she a virgin, you know when I fuck Makin' shit that we leave the bed in red

Get it, I'm talkin' bout mess, but we talkin' bout massacre

These niggas comin' like we had to taxin' her You think you ready to go, but I'm rather when

You wanna feature, lil' nigga, we taxin' here Cause I'm up, that a bag for the rain

Don't talk, don't come too close, lil' nigga, get stuck

And you say that you smoke with us, nigga, got stuck

I don't give a fuck, don't touch, don't come too close

Cause I came in here with a rose, and I'm all for the bread

And I'm all with the pressure, I bag and I boast

So, I don't fuck with bitches who lie to my face

I don't fuck with niggas who ain't goin' straight

They VR off the path and turn on their owns

Switchin' on they homies just for an eighth

I don't fuck with bitches who lie to my face

Don't fuck with niggas who ain't goin' straight

They VR off the path and turn on their own

Switchin' on they homies just for an eighth