Magic (feat. Kid Ink)
Let's go, let's go
Hypnotised just like magic (Like magic time!)
Call the plays, just like Madden
I'm on crazy, crazy tippin'
They talk crazy, but to the bank is where I'm laughing
They gon' doubt it, they gon' see about it
They just talk about it, they don't be about it
If it ain't about that cheese, please, just don't hit me up
Roll a eighth up of that OG, it's gon' lift me up (Oh yeah)
Tryna reach me, then I think you outta luck (Outta luck)
All this drip, I hop out, leakin' out the truck (Bentley truck)
All these people talkin', I'm not keeping up (Up)
I'm fly, I'm rich, I'm young, I just don't give a fuck (Give a fuck)
Up, we going (Gone)
I would lose my head if I let all the shit they say heat me up
Beat me up, face asleep and team me up
Keep dreaming but like nightmares, this gon' keep you up
Speedracer, came a long way from that Pontiac
Need this paper, I done turned to an insomniac (I'm up)
Let's go, let's go
Hypnotised just like magic (Like magic time!)
Call the plays, just like Madden
I'm on crazy, crazy tippin'
They talk crazy, but to the bank is where I'm laughing
Rock andRoller, rock and rollin', I feel like Axl Rose
Young nigga out in Beverly Hills, I look like Axel Foley
My cards all on the table, no, you never catch me foldin' (No)
The same name as my Daddy, I'ma put that shit in stone (Okay)
I never had no chill since they pulled me out the stove
Get on and watch the bro's switch up faster than a strobe (Switch up, yeah)
I kept that shit lowkey, and got a bag without 'em knowing
Bad one on my arm, Louboutin keep her calm
Yeah, see you finally found out what I'm on (Ooh)
Yeah, they just all peepin' Tom's (Ooh, yeah)
Can't touch this fire without no toungs (whew)
You ain't gon' last long without no songs, dude
I pray that when I leave they don't forget me ('Get me)
'Til then, I'ma take everything that you let me
Let's go, let's go
Hypnotised just like magic (Like Magic Time!)
Call the plays, just like Madden
I'm on crazy, crazy tippin'
They talk crazy, but to the bank is where I'm laughing
Up, we going
I would lose my head if I let all the shit they say heat me up
Up, we going
Up, we going
Hypnotised just like magic (Like magic time!)
Call the plays, just like Madden
I'm on crazy, crazy tippin'
They talk crazy, but to the bank is where I'm laughing
They gon' doubt it, they gon' see about it
They just talk about it, they don't be about it
If it ain't about that cheese, please, just don't hit me up
Roll a eighth up of that OG, it's gon' lift me up (Oh yeah)
Tryna reach me, then I think you outta luck (Outta luck)
All this drip, I hop out, leakin' out the truck (Bentley truck)
All these people talkin', I'm not keeping up (Up)
I'm fly, I'm rich, I'm young, I just don't give a fuck (Give a fuck)
Up, we going (Gone)
I would lose my head if I let all the shit they say heat me up
Beat me up, face asleep and team me up
Keep dreaming but like nightmares, this gon' keep you up
Speedracer, came a long way from that Pontiac
Need this paper, I done turned to an insomniac (I'm up)
Let's go, let's go
Hypnotised just like magic (Like magic time!)
Call the plays, just like Madden
I'm on crazy, crazy tippin'
They talk crazy, but to the bank is where I'm laughing
Rock andRoller, rock and rollin', I feel like Axl Rose
Young nigga out in Beverly Hills, I look like Axel Foley
My cards all on the table, no, you never catch me foldin' (No)
The same name as my Daddy, I'ma put that shit in stone (Okay)
I never had no chill since they pulled me out the stove
Get on and watch the bro's switch up faster than a strobe (Switch up, yeah)
I kept that shit lowkey, and got a bag without 'em knowing
Bad one on my arm, Louboutin keep her calm
Yeah, see you finally found out what I'm on (Ooh)
Yeah, they just all peepin' Tom's (Ooh, yeah)
Can't touch this fire without no toungs (whew)
You ain't gon' last long without no songs, dude
I pray that when I leave they don't forget me ('Get me)
'Til then, I'ma take everything that you let me
Let's go, let's go
Hypnotised just like magic (Like Magic Time!)
Call the plays, just like Madden
I'm on crazy, crazy tippin'
They talk crazy, but to the bank is where I'm laughing
Up, we going
I would lose my head if I let all the shit they say heat me up
Up, we going
Up, we going
Credits
Writer(s): Lukasz Gottwald, Rivers Cuomo, Bobby Ray Simmons Jr.
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