​magic lyrics

[Intro]
I'm feeling targeted, I'm gonna ride with a glick (b*tch)
Same motherf*ckers be my friends, switched up over a b*tch
Got too much, too much, yeah, I can't even count it
When the money come in, I rubber band it, I don't even gotta count it

[Verse]
Too much fake sh*t goin' on, so I gotta keep my stick
Yeah, I pray to God I get help, I feel like a loser but I'm rich
Yeah, I feel this is the time for me
They still talk down on me
Yeah, I see they frown on me
They used to clown on me
I'm in the cut with a whole lotta cash
Smokin' gas and you smoke ass
On my di*k, then you can smash
Damn (b*tch)
That's a wholе lotta guap
I-I'm with your b*tch and she givin' me top
I see a opp and I'm droppin' his top
Damn, that's a shame
(That's a wholе lotta guap)
(I-I'm with your b*tch and she givin' me top)
(I see a opp and I'm droppin' his top)
(b*tch)
I got a micro drac', racks in the safe
Keep that b*tch up in my trench coat, we don't play no games
I just landed, yeah, it touched
I f*cked your b*tch, I don't give no f*cks
If you love me you'll keep it a buck
And I'm ballin' hard like I play for the Bucks
Huh, you love me, I can't stand it, can't stand it
You say that sh*t is magic, it's magic
You love me, I can't stand it, can't stand it (b*tch)
You say that sh*t is magic, it's magic
[Outro]
I'm feelin targeted I'm gonna ride with a glick (Hahahaha)
Same motherf*ckers be my friends, switched up over a b*tch
Got too much, too much, yeah, I can't even count it
When the money come in, I rubber band it, I don't even gotta count it