Magic
I put the drip in the sauce
I put the lit in the bars
I put the tweak in the zone
When I'm alone so I can get lost
Did what I need for the dough
Did what I needed to grow
I just be keepin' it low
Why you can't leave me alone
I know some bitches who salty
Thinking they know me but hardly
Got my left eye on a rari
I need the wood, holly
I put the gas in exhaust
Zodiac sign is a Taurus
Build it back up from a loss
Starting to feel like a boss
A bitch gone get that paper
She givin' vibes that flavor
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
A bitch gone get that paper
She don't need a nan nigga to save her
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
Yes I grew up in the east
Live on the west on a lease
Yes I grew up in the P's
Hood nigga give me the D
Kissing him slow, watching it grow
Look in his eyes, liking my show
I'm in control, I'm on roll,
Dipping it slow
Hittin that oh, oh
Hmmm, you in my business stop asking
Don't fuck with you I am not laughing
Don't fuck with you I am not acting
Can't talk on the phone, I'm too busy
Up in the stu I get busy
Other dope rappers they feel me
Puttin' in work for that millie
A bitch gone get that paper
She givin' vibes that flavor
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
A bitch gone get that paper
She don't need a nan nigga to save her
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
Keeping my name out your mouth
Don't listen to bitches who sit on the couch
I'm into hustling, moving and hustling
Even if I'm in the house
Don't wanna be a broke bad bitch
From the hood but I'm not average
Misunderstood on the planet
Astral take me off the planet
Hmmm, I put the bitch in the crazy
Nigga still calling me baby
Like nothing ain't happen
When I start snappin'
Shit I guess he like crazy
I shoot the ball in the hole-oh
Fuck a rap group I'm solo
Getting these racks up
Putting these raps up
Royalties I write solo
A bitch gone get that paper
She givin' vibes that flavor
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
A bitch gone get that paper
She don't need a nan nigga to save her
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
I put the lit in the bars
I put the tweak in the zone
When I'm alone so I can get lost
Did what I need for the dough
Did what I needed to grow
I just be keepin' it low
Why you can't leave me alone
I know some bitches who salty
Thinking they know me but hardly
Got my left eye on a rari
I need the wood, holly
I put the gas in exhaust
Zodiac sign is a Taurus
Build it back up from a loss
Starting to feel like a boss
A bitch gone get that paper
She givin' vibes that flavor
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
A bitch gone get that paper
She don't need a nan nigga to save her
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
Yes I grew up in the east
Live on the west on a lease
Yes I grew up in the P's
Hood nigga give me the D
Kissing him slow, watching it grow
Look in his eyes, liking my show
I'm in control, I'm on roll,
Dipping it slow
Hittin that oh, oh
Hmmm, you in my business stop asking
Don't fuck with you I am not laughing
Don't fuck with you I am not acting
Can't talk on the phone, I'm too busy
Up in the stu I get busy
Other dope rappers they feel me
Puttin' in work for that millie
A bitch gone get that paper
She givin' vibes that flavor
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
A bitch gone get that paper
She don't need a nan nigga to save her
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
Keeping my name out your mouth
Don't listen to bitches who sit on the couch
I'm into hustling, moving and hustling
Even if I'm in the house
Don't wanna be a broke bad bitch
From the hood but I'm not average
Misunderstood on the planet
Astral take me off the planet
Hmmm, I put the bitch in the crazy
Nigga still calling me baby
Like nothing ain't happen
When I start snappin'
Shit I guess he like crazy
I shoot the ball in the hole-oh
Fuck a rap group I'm solo
Getting these racks up
Putting these raps up
Royalties I write solo
A bitch gone get that paper
She givin' vibes that flavor
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
A bitch gone get that paper
She don't need a nan nigga to save her
She realized her magic
Living that life she imagined
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Writer(s): Vanetta Faust
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