Magic (feat. KandyBank)

Prices coming back like it's 2008 $10k for these 2 pounds of grape Blue Benz with a trunk full of weight Bad bitch taking blunts to the face Rollin up to the gate you gon need a passcode You want negotiate with me need a backbone Bring your hoe then I'll turn on the Mac mode She blowing me like a saxophone And I love smooth jazz Doing this for years money not too bad Stuff a couple P's in these brand new bags Betta hit the trees when I hand you that I'm a OG sipping weed syrup High as f*ck watching all the trees burn up Only problem wanna stir up I'm spending hella Euros I ain't ever been to Europe I'm still young but distinguished Think you flame see ya blaze get extinguished You wanna spar by the bar with a linguist You gon face an Arsenal like you English Betta fuckin think quick Problem solver that'll turn you into pink mist Chrome revolver and I'll leave you in a deep ditch Still smoking Juicy J's even though I'm 3-6 And the wave make you seasick My opinions I don't care if you agree with Everyday is Christmas cause I keep the trees lit Go to outer space every time I breathe it And the rims fuckin deep dish In the backseat 1, 2, 3 bitch F*ck a limit I don't know what the speed is Blow right past make them wonder who he is