PFM Lyrics

Yo Maca Fuck With Me

It's Fucking Magic

Dorshae We Recording This Right Now

Tuck one on that bird

My king just got that there pack in

Shit getting drastic

Rip on plastic

Bust down and stretch it

Then repackage

What you need

Just hit my line

My folk come in masses

They got to have it

They fucking need it

Everything get gone

While I'm fucking laughing

I don't know what happen

Abra cadabra

Pure Fucking Magic

I'm still driving with the knee

Rolling tree in traffic

Facing all mines

Every time be looking like I'm napping

We Posted At the Hyatt

Blowing it down

I'm the wolf

We the the fucking highest

Kingshit I'm your royal highness

Moments that we live is fucking timeless

Yea I call this move the heimlich

I use it when I Save you niggas

With my rhyming

Mindless ponds always movin'

On who ever tho

For what ever folk

I love my Nior Brothers

But we Always kill our own

Then we let the devil go

Never mind me tho

I will spit Exceptional

Gassed up like I'm Texaco

Make my way back to VA

From the ATL

Nothing ever set in stone

Shot a movie in this madness

Cops killing my folk in this madness

Covid running ramped

Cop a raw and pack it

It's pure fucking magic

Tucked one on that bird

My king just got that there pack in

Shit getting drastic

Rip on plastic

Bust down and stretch it

Then repackage

What you need

Just hit my line

My folk come in masses

They got to have it

They fucking need it

Everything get gone

While I'm fucking laughing

I don't know what happen

Abra cadabra

Pure Fucking Magic

Yea She want to ride it

And she know I know

Shot herself right in the ass

She my plexico

Yea She get it tho

I ain't judging folk

Got Discrete arrangements with the bosses

Collecting that game

Count my loses

And Planing for gains

Treat my account just like a mattress

And stuff the fastest

I saw what happen

Before it happen

I paint the pictures

And create the captions

Cuz I'm the captian

I'm never cappin

My mind be gone

When I'm off the captian

Morgan State

For the weekend Ain't no secret I be creeping

Servin semon

You Best believe it

Left her queefing

It was fucking Magic

Tucked one on that bird

My king just got that there pack in

Shit getting drastic

Rip on plastic

Bust down and stretch it

Then repackage

What you need

Just hit my line

My folk come in masses

They got to have it

They fucking need it

Everything get gone

While I'm fucking laughing

I don't know what happen

Abra cadabra

Pure Fucking Magic

Kingshit