MAGIIIC

Every time they call me, it's some bullshit

Blowing up my phone, never hit me with that new shit

Money steady calling, I need more of it

Might just ice my neck and wrist down for the hell of it

And you know shawty bust it down, on some bad shit

- tryna copy all my looks, they be jacking

Glock to Ethikas, bitch, I be packing

BB for the belt, bitch, you'll never catch me sagging

(Uh, uh, uh)

And I'm always bout that action

Really with the shits, if it's static, you could have it

Ass so fat, damn shawty, let me grab it

King of my city, - think I'm doing magic

(On some magician shit, we flippin' shit)

- think we doing magic

(Could you imagine?)

- think we doing magic

So we finna trick on 'em

We finna shit on 'em every single time we slide

I sleep in a gated mansion

But somehow I live rent free in a bitch mind

Always on that hater shit

But I gotta remember to not let it fuck up the vibe

I ain't been fucking with 'em

Ain't been pickin' the phone up

And they wanna know why

I'ma let em know

Every time they call me, it's some bullshit

Blowing up my phone, never hit me with that new shit

Money steady calling, I need more of it

Might just ice my neck and wrist down for the hell of it

Could you imagine?

I could really do some magic

I'd probably be famous as fuck right now

I'd probably be rich as fuck right now

I'd probably have a Bentley truck right now

I probably would not give a fuck right now

Could you imagine?

I could really do some magic

(Every time they call me, it's some new shit)

(WallyPhantom, 2025)

(Yeah, this that new shit)