Magic City (feat. CEO GEOVANI)

(Get up Dior)

Section jumping like it's Magic City
Bitches that's my preference turn exclusive if they show some titties
Steal up on my hip it's a thirty but it hold bout fifty
You can flex
But yo pockets skinny I do heavy lifting

We just came in the spot
We just came in the drop
Dior showing off his watch
We just came inside the club
(Girls blowing up our phones)
(Hello)
Bitches tryna twerk but
(Bitch I got a girl at home)

Pocket check me
You won't even get to feel regret for it
My strap is reckless
Wetting up yo shirt and all that's there for ya

Pull up in a phantom or a cullinan
Bitch you know I got options what car you tryna suck me in

Bitches want me raw it's so obvious it's a booby trap
Set me up
Bitches cold as fuck my heaters gonna blast

Smoking dope
No tint on the window I had to repeat myself
Stupid bitch broke my heart
I had to redeem myself

Feel like Hitler
Way we chiefing on that foreign Jewish pack
We ain't accepting label deals them paycuts always outta whack

You can kick rocks smoking I don't give a fuck about it
You can kill straps loaded but yo bitch got all my homies bodies

Fucking with me once was way too much my presence is a blessing
Slide again my metal tucked now say again who is you testing

We done came a long way window shopping at the dealerships
Racks in the present like a last minutes Christmas gift

Put em on my wave now got em seasick they can't ride it then
Hoes always on my dick tryna see my next move so to steal the trend
Everyday my birthday I get cake and champagne while in bed
You can't get a birkin bag you bitch just do what Simon says

We've been moving like the president
Bitches I got hell of it
Bitch went off the dome
Imma call her Kennedy
Imma sip my Hennessy
Pornstars on the internet
Pornstars on my bed now
I done fucked my enemies bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Larry Sagrero
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