Abracadabra (Original) lyrics
by Metro Boomin
[Chorus]
Abracadabra
Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)
Take these b*tches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)
Every motherf*ckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)
All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)
You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)
Your b*tch ridin' my di*k like she owe me (Yeah, yeah)
First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my kids likе a goalie
She seen the drip and lеt me hit it like Ginóbili
And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)
Ha, ha (Woo, woo)
Ha, ayy
[Verse 1]
Mistress, mistress, tell me who my mistress is
Who the f*ck is the creator of this drippin' sh*t?
Put a patel on the baron and go milkin' sh*t
n*ggas ain't doubled, doubled down 'cause we killin' sh*t
Just a diamond in the rough
I got a yack, I'm not gon' tussle
Got sick and tired of showin' my muscle
I'm 'bout to whack these n*ggas mothers
I'm makin' sure they missin'
Um, listen, I was littin'
She shut up and catch a drip-drip
I got implants, not no fillings
Gucci, Louis shoes and Fendi
Made a million, I was straight up off a titty
Ha, ha (Woo, woo)
[Chorus]
Abracadabra
Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)
Take these b*tches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)
Every motherf*ckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)
All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)
You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)
Your b*tch ridin' my di*k like she owe me (Yeah)
First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie
She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili
And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)
Ha, ha (Woo, woo)
Ha, ayy
[Verse 2]
I'm sh*ttin', no bathroom
Oh, I needed value
Oh, why is you worried?
Told 'em 'bout how you ride di*k
Seats red, spaghetti
Who am I to judge me?
No relations, I don't wanna cuff it
No game, oh my, you rusty
Oh my can you [?], why you love me?
Ha, ha
[Chorus]
Abracadabra
Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)
Take these b*tches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)
Every motherf*ckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)
All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)
You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)
Your b*tch ridin' my di*k like she owe me (Yeah)
First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie
She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili
And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)
Ha, ha (Woo, woo)
Ha, ayy