Magic Lyrics

I got bag a bitch aye

Ballin' like athletes

You had the sauce the sauce before damn

Nigga thats past tense aye

Shorty a stallion aye she on her cash shit

I got like 5 rings damn feeling like magic

I don't do cap shit aye I just write captions

Yo lil hoe on gram aye quoting my last shit aye

Boy I been tapped in aye it can drastic

Heard you was talking down aye

Gang sent the address aye

I don't do average way too passionate okay

Did it all on my own damn

Aint need a need a hand for this

Like gymnastics the way I be flipping these racks and shit

The money got shorty on go show a little bit of paper and watch her come back again

Aint got the time I be locking in

Only time that I come up for oxygen

I got trauma to turn into commas put that on momma I cannot relax again

On the beat I might turn to activist

But don't get it twisted I'm having shit

Fresh as mannequin and they peep it why you think that these niggas made again

I been tired of you shorty pass your friend

Bro been dying to come get he pack up in

They ain't honorable niggas plotting on you so he hiding the boof in a vacuum seel

All that cap boy you know you aint bout it

At the top aint no room this shit crowded

And I know that we made it look easy but trust when I tell that wasn't ever flawless now

I got bag a bitch aye

Ballin' like athletes

You had the sauce the sauce before damn

Nigga thats past tense aye

Shorty a stallion aye she on her cash shit

I got like 5 rings damn feeling like magic

I got bag a bitch aye

Ballin' like athletes

You had the sauce the sauce before damn

Nigga thats past tense aye

Shorty a stallion aye she on her cash shit

I got like 5 rings damn feeling like magic

I got like 5 rings okay them niggas trying to stop me no way

Bitch I been flossing okay now your bitch wanna fuck me all day

Homie I'm saucing they can hate but I really been balling

Do the things that I do for the offspring gone be born to the money that's on me no cap

I been locked in since birth

Out here putting in this work

Niggas be talking down but I ain't hearing nothing cuz they ain't never had no purpose

So fuck them boys

All that talking boy you unimportant it ain't hard to tell you niggas unemployed

Want to stop the glow but I aint Brandon Roy

Falling off just something I cannot afford

I got bag a bitch aye

Ballin' like athletes

You had the sauce the sauce before damn

Nigga thats past tense aye

Shorty a stallion aye she on her cash shit

I got like 5 rings damn feeling like magic

I got bag a bitch aye

Ballin' like athletes

You had the sauce the sauce before damn

Nigga thats past tense aye

Shorty a stallion aye she on her cash shit

I got like 5 rings damn feeling like magic