Magic

Marijuana in the U.S. Joaquin El Chapo, who's mom, was held up in a maximum security prison
in Mexico City
Here's Korg Rhythms
Whoa, nigga, uh

Make the grams disappear like magic
Bust it down and get it gone just like a hat trick
Star in the making, got me feeling like Patrick
No competition, all my niggas really having

I got junkies on the way, tryna get they damn fix
You wouldn't understand me, but this the life a nigga live
Been on probation for a while, P.O. asking me to piss
It's consequences to this shit, all I want to do is grit

Was my mans, he stabbed me in my back for some bands
I rock off white and still ain't got no friends

I'm selling' boy and girl, niggas out here coppin' trans
Aint never switch up on my team, bitch, I rock the same jersey
Get them yeans and get them gone, I be really in a hurry
Gotta leave these hoes alone, cause they ain't really even worthy

P.O. pissed me, I came dirty
Three perc ten's, where I'm from, we call that curry
Get on the mic and I get sturdy, but bitch, I ain't dancing
I'm cracking hard all around you can catch me in a fast wip

Make These grams disappear like magic



Credits
Writer(s): Jamison Long
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