All my magic’s matte black man
Same color as a f#ckin Glock bruh
Pull up with the whips and they matte black
Snap your b#tch’s back like a snapback (uh)
Smokin on that gas pack, matte black
Magic in my pocket baby, you dont really want that (Uh)
You dont really want that
I got, I got, f#ckin goons sittin right behind me
Shottas in my city, HRL we on one
.45 or .50 imma take you to the doctor (Uh)
In my f#ckin city where you ride around
Guap inside my pockets, I got pounds but they poundin out
Yeah and my-and my magic black like a weapon
It might hit up, hit up
Receive a weapon, it’s lethal weapon
That choppa, get you detected
Feeling defective when i’m that sh#t
My eager еyes, always blood-soaked
Feel like Bright Sidе, leave you in the cold like (Uhhhh)
I’ll leave you in the f#ckin cold
I got coke in my throat and i dont know where to go
I-I’ll cut you in the throat, Psycho
B-black knife, blood in my eyes
And i’m flippin my eye, I see more from behind
And she wanna be mine, I’m grippin on that P9
I count money on the phone
b#tch you want it, better let it gooo
Turn into a ghost, you dont like that
Baby why you prolly mad? It’s matte black
And my pockets fat cuz they like Jack Black
Kick your b#tch out like I’m Jack Black
Karate chop a b#tch like I’m Jack Black
Got a choppa in the back seat make him go splat
b#tch, yeah, yeah, yeah (b#tch)
I don’t beef on Twitter b#tch, you better catch these hands boy
Put your b#tch into a trance boy
Oh my god i got the guap in my pocket like GloBoy (Yeah)
That’s why i got on these pants boy
My pants is from Japan and they can’t fit all these bands boy
And my f#ckin pockets are like AAGGGRRUUUUOY
Imma smoke an opp like a viceroy
Oh my god…
It’s Liquid f#ckin Dracula, b#tch
Dre Drac muhf#cka
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