Houdini

Ima dope smoking, drink sippin, po pimpin
Dough gettin, mic rippin, type of nigga
Holla at me, if you wanna reach another planet, you can catch me
Im a comet im a shooting star, you see me baby
Im like the first time you got high
Rolling up in the cadillac while the police ridin by
Who am i, da vinci, pop yo pussy for the art
This shit boomin off the charts, give me mouf make sure its smart

Walk in and my niggas do the most
Im like houdini first you see me then you dont
Please dont talk to me, im not here for yall
World full of buried treasure, i might take it all
Start with the dollars, then you got tens, then you got twenty
Add up the fifties, now you got hunnids, now you got hunnids
Start with the dollars, then you got tens, then you got twenty
Add up the fifties, now you got hunnids, now you got hunnids

(Hear no, see no, speak no, evil, we know)

Windy city nigga wit a whole gang
Feelin like hank hill, smokin on propane
Fuck around get a lil head to coltrane
Fuck around get a lil head from yo dame
I do not know what you thought it was
Oh you thought you was better because you got a buzz?
Oh you thought you was lesser than what i really was?
I was a motherfuckin king before i knew i was
Aint really that much left to say to you
I had one dollar left, and made it two
Took those two bucks and made a few
Aint got a reason in the world to play with you
I took saying god bless, and made it cool
I really gave it my best, and made a way
I be telling young boys to stay in school
I be telling fuck boys to stay away

Walk in and my niggas do the most
Im like houdini first you see me then you dont
Please dont talk to me, im not here for yall
World full of buried treasure, i might take it all
Start with the dollars, then you got tens, then you got twenty
Add up the fifties, now you got hunnids, now you got hunnids
Start with the dollars, then you got tens, then you got twenty
Add up the fifties, now you got hunnids, now you got hunnids

(Hear no, see no, speak no, evil, we know)

I dont understand why niggas hate
Little do they know, thats a weak person's trait man
I don't understand why niggas bother
Little do they know that I'm a scholar
I don't understand why niggas flodging
Little do they know we on and poppin
(SmartMouf, SmartMouf, SmartMouf, SmartMouf...)



Credits
Writer(s): D'angelo Lagrone
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