Abracadabra

Ima smoke when I want smoke And Im a Drink when I want drink Don't tell me who you think you is Tell me what you ain't You ain't really cut like that I don't care what you think These nosey hoes Smell everything But they think they don't stink My girl think I should've lease a wraith But she not Lisa ray I make precipitate Come participate I won't hesitate To use the drake I let it operate So cooperate Or Four K Trey Who gone die today People fly away And move a way But ima make a way I'm not regular You won't relate Somebody relegate I would demonstrate This demonstration I keep my demons straight My goons a pop at you And pop at them Whoever pop u late Blow exotic Can you call the doctor I can't feel my face Do it for my last name But I can't lie my first one straight My flow is golden Grill is golden They shudda named me golden tate It take too long to call the police Tedeaux just one call away I will beat yo ass on Any fuckn bass and 808 It is safe to say My gun is not on safety Open safe Why you say so much If you want get it on It's open space They gone infiltrate To speculate Never congratulate Tryna win the day Like it is Thursday Talking bout yesterday I'm the freshest prince In present tense I'm talking bout today Niggas think It's sweet as sugar Til I turn to sugar ray I been contemplating Bout the days When I saved paper plates Now I'm paper chasing Chasing all my paper into chase Niggas laying eggs They over lay I make it underlay In the streets so I can't duck my head I bow my head when Grace Dude a square He can't be in my circle Make em circulate My weed man got that circle k At pump number 8 These niggas ants They anticipate And insinuate It's breakfast time Please let me translate That mean wake and bake I remember flipping Ruth at Chris house Like F*ck the steak In New Orleans we say bitch a lot Don't call me a bitch Niggas broke then get a gun And think that all they problems fixed If u bitch before you got that gun Then dawg you still a bitch I blow my gun Like it's a candle onna cake and make a wish Smack you with a open palm You just a Pomeranian Done ate so many Roman noodles I think I'm Romanian When you in rome you do what romans do I'm stoned what stoners do My girl be hitting curbs And curving dudes She write in cursive too Get on a track w me I'm burning you I'm jumping hurdles too Yo girl gone blow me like her favorite soup Then swallow my crazy glue I should stop But ima Pringle's can that already popped I don't got opps But I got shots Out rap me Or gimme my props I be flying through yo hood Dreads swinging Static shock Bayou Bolo I'm from the swamp Cool w alligators crocs Im a magician Hold up watch Ima do magic with this glock Aiming at this nigga feet And turn them Jordan's into crocs Abracadabra My Nigga Yea Yea Abracadabra My Nigga Like Abracadabra My Nigga