Magic ft. WoahAustin Lyrics

I was the dusty kid the type that never had shit

Look at me now all I rock expensive fashion

I just pulled up in Balenci with a bad bitch

They was hating now we mad rich

This a scary night this shit get tragic

Make him disappear call it magic

120 on the freeway fuck the traffic

When we hit these Twisted Teas we make a classic

Im the type when we go shopping put in the basket

Bitch I'm feeling brand new rip me out the plastic

Pulled up to the bank dying laughing put me in a casket

Haters in the rear view mirror, Glock in the passenger

Call the CEO of Twisted Tea I'm tryna be the ambassador

Give her two sips of this shit 'fore I leave her im smashing her

But im just tryna put this shit on

Keep your bitch from me 'fore she get something to sit on

We gone run it up it aint gone take us that long

I grew up on Drury Lane im focused on this bread

Bitch im all about this dough like im the Bakers Man

Bitch my momma raised a warrior not a Lakers fan

Gotta mini me on the way forgot to make her take a Plan B

No diploma this the only way aint no plan B

Look me in my eyes can tell im serious. I aint playing B

They say "Reezy how you living" Really can't complain B

I was the dusty kid the type that never had shit

Look at me now all I rock expensive fashion

I just pulled up in Balenci with a bad bitch

They was hating now we mad rich

This a scary night this shit get tragic

Make him disappear call it magic

120 on the freeway fuck the traffic

When we hit these Twisted Teas we make a classic

Im rich as fuck but ill still smoke a City Life

Me and Reezy spreading hope we give the city life

Im with yo bitch we eating cookies watching Nick at Nite

She told me that she would've stayed but you don't hit it right

Im with yo bitch she eating meat we serving dick tonight

Im drinking raspberry tea I live a lit life

Hot box the booth, I had to hit it twice

Im in the field making plays call me Jerry Rice

Double cup flavor Rocket Pop this aint dirty sprite

I cannot settle for less im reaching greater heights

Im in the booth spitting flames I got my neck on ice

And im the highest in the room but u aint take a flight

I was the dusty kid the type that never had shit

Look at me now all I rock expensive fashion

I just pulled up in Balenci with a bad bitch

They was hating now we mad rich

This a scary night this shit get tragic

Make him disappear call it magic

120 on the freeway fuck the traffic

When we hit these Twisted Teas we make a classic