ABRACADABRA.
Yeah, you rap 'bout a Lambo' but you in a caddy
Could make everybody go broke like Mandela
They shoulda put up my face on that paper
Make a nigga disappear like abracadabra, yeah-huh
It's a Friday, I'm smokin' on pressure, I'm chillin'
That yo' man, why he look like he just ate Snö chili?
They stab in the back, and they still gon' be bleedin'
This beat got me trappin', I'm feelin' like Wheezy
I'm nursin' my plug, I don't care 'bout your feelings
Bite a hand that feed ya, you say bidness is bidness
Got too many problems, I feel like I'm dreamin'
Bitch, I don't gotta worry, just double the cup me
Don't pull on me in the AMs to cuddle me
She beg me to stay, say she gonna need company
Paranoid as fuck, don't give me a fright lil' bitch
Can't fuck with these niggas, these niggas some druggies
Fell in love the coochie she thought I was blind
But I cannot fall for the tricks for these barbies, huh-yeah
Geekin', I'm geekin', it's just how I live
Wanna fuck with me, lil' nigga you must be tweakin'
More motherfuckin' problems, more motherfuckin' bills (fuckin' bills)
You rap 'bout a Lambo' but you in a caddy
Could make everybody go broke like Mandela
They shoulda put up my face on that paper
Make a nigga disappear like abracadabra, huh-yeah
Could make everybody go broke like Mandela
They shoulda put up my face on that paper
Make a nigga disappear like abracadabra, yeah-huh
It's a Friday, I'm smokin' on pressure, I'm chillin'
That yo' man, why he look like he just ate Snö chili?
They stab in the back, and they still gon' be bleedin'
This beat got me trappin', I'm feelin' like Wheezy
I'm nursin' my plug, I don't care 'bout your feelings
Bite a hand that feed ya, you say bidness is bidness
Got too many problems, I feel like I'm dreamin'
Bitch, I don't gotta worry, just double the cup me
Don't pull on me in the AMs to cuddle me
She beg me to stay, say she gonna need company
Paranoid as fuck, don't give me a fright lil' bitch
Can't fuck with these niggas, these niggas some druggies
Fell in love the coochie she thought I was blind
But I cannot fall for the tricks for these barbies, huh-yeah
Geekin', I'm geekin', it's just how I live
Wanna fuck with me, lil' nigga you must be tweakin'
More motherfuckin' problems, more motherfuckin' bills (fuckin' bills)
You rap 'bout a Lambo' but you in a caddy
Could make everybody go broke like Mandela
They shoulda put up my face on that paper
Make a nigga disappear like abracadabra, huh-yeah
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Writer(s): Katlego Karter Moalusi
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