Dark Magic

Oh, baby, baby I think I'm in love Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, baby And all I want, I want you to be on the beat, talk Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy B.H.C. come work for the mob, get a sign on bonus We got switches in the car like a nigga from Oakland I told the little bitch arch her back and poke it, and hold on to the surface, I'm bout to deep-stroke it, yeah Cuban link choker, Rolex Oyster, a bum or a hater, yeah I don't know who worse Throw a fit like a baby, I ain't got no more soda Since the PPP ended, he ain't had no more motion, for real Rezilience shirt, pants Rick Owens I get a nigga touched, I'm so hands-on Anthony Alexander, I love a redbone Since they think they animals treat them like some roadkill Since they think they animals turn them to some pallbearers He think I fucked his bitch, but she only gave me head I like a bitch ass-fat, pussy bald-head Call it bestiality, made her give my dog head I'ma four-season nigga, I get money all year Used to gamble with my life, I'm like, f*ck it all in In that AMG Benz, seats all red I got four fives, ten milli, switches all dat I just ate a honey pack, finna eat my girl ass Told her to put a towel down, you finna squirt and all that That pussy wet, I'm finna drown, tryna surf and all that She got so much ass, make her throw it all back See, I make her call me daddy, then I never call back Quick to pull up, air you out like the ball flat Told them that I'm war-ready, sent him where the Lord at Like a picture, shoot him from the neck up like he fat And my bitch super bad, plus she got her own bag In that new E-Class, she gone need a hall pass I'm like, what about your man? She like, f*ck all that She got my dick on her mind, we gone call that ball cap If I say something, I mean it, plus it's all facts I like Morton Grove, Wockhart, Trish, all that I like BOA and Citibank, cause we ain't got a branch CPN, 850, that's a quick hundred racks Might take 40 down to Johnny, put some flawless on my neck Another 40 for my mouth, flawless honeycomb, Left the Rollie plan Jane, but we bust down your bitch And I got it off the hustle, I got blues like a crip I got fully automatics while I'm driving up in stick Told her keep her head down when she riding in my shit I'm finna lay the smack down, choke slam a nigga bitch And I ain't choke her with my hands, I choked her with this dick This morning, he put on that gucci fit But by the end of the night, they gone cut him out that shit This morning, he put on that gucci fit But by the end of the night, they gone cut him out that shit