Magic (feat. Vnkh)
2Khrome
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I won't have it Got a Khrome lil glock it's Magic No niggas don't want no static No games this shit can get real tragic Why you got ya lil hoe by your side in the passenger seat Yeah she up in a panic My bros running up and blamming Get you wrapped up I'm not talkin ceramic I can make a song in two point five Lil nigga don't waste my time That bitch she want the dick She want the tip No she ain't getting a dime My niggas been hitting these licks and flipping these bricks Bitch I'm on my grind And I ain't talkin bout no Disney Bitch but I'mma let it shine That thot heart full of grime She sour lemon-lime Snatch souls like it's a crime Hell yea that head sublime Wish I could turn back time Make that shit new like Magic That's what we call rewind Make change in living lavish I won't have it Got a Khrome lil glock it's Magic No niggas don't want no static No games this shit can get real tragic Why you got your lil hoe by your side in the passenger seat Yeah she up in a panic My bros running up and blamming Get you wrapped up I'm not talking ceramic Get you wrapped up Stuck in the Yuk I'm a young nigga that came from the muck Sharp like a blade I just came with the cuts Fresh like the runway I walk with a strut Ankh in the building treat me like King Tut You broke and You sick I call you a pup I roll up my green I'm all out of luck She drunk on the goose I told her just duck Back to the topic I got an opp I'm gone pop it She wanna f*ck I got options Bouta make a new deposit Heart broke not my wallet You should know that you not it If you get it prolly flop it Like carti Imma Die Lit We dying lit Yeah lil bitch we dying lit I can't mess with no treesh That just want my chips She gotta dip I can't feel my face This lil bitch talking I'm not having it No you can not have my breesh No bitch you can not have my kids I won't have it Got a Khrome lil glock it's Magic No niggas don't want no static No games this shit can get real tragic Why you got your lil hoe by your side in the passenger seat Yeah she up in a panic My bros running up and blamming Get you wrapped up I'm not talking ceramic You could never ever do me Teo drifting round town Catching oppas lacking in the two seat Hit you with the red or blue beam Niggas think we using magic No tricks up in my sleeve we blasting Early dismissal nigga now your class ends Spinning with blickys semis automatics
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Written by: Jaysson Sheipe, Joseph Warren
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