Magic & Sauce Lyrics

I got the magic, I got the sauce,

Is this your bish, I think she lost

84 styles, raps Randy Moss.

You talkity talk, I walkity walk

Got 31 shooters, call em the millers

Gotta stay focused to get a clear

picture

Cause niggas be trippin', they slippin' on business,

He claim that he him, but don't fit the description

I'm not on act, but back on Attack, Like Eren the titan you will feel this wrath

You claim that you Midas, but I just see brass

Her brain a ten top of a class

Hey,

Nigga know nothin', I gotta keep gunnin',

Cause dead presidents is the only discussion

In the baccfield, yeah I'm swift when I runnin,

No need for bluffin', keep it a hunnid

Huh

So versatile, you need a break, Throw in the towel, keep up the pace

Cause I don't slow down,

For wanting the crown,

Don't fuck on these bitches, so fuck on these clowns

I got the magic, I got the sauce