Magician

I'm the undisputed champ, where my belt at? Did a combo on his dumb ass, like Mortal Kombat We do magic with the visas, pulled the rabbit out the hat Bitch lookin' like a doll, she a whole brat If I ain't have no legs, I'd still be runnin' to the pape Doin' XXX with yo bitch in her room, this ah whole tape Bullets got that boy dancin', he do the Harlem Shake I'm in my bag, so I'm not really in my feelings Orange scat pack, do 150 so we get to peeling Area 51 with the lasers, we some different beings Money, vision, even with the four eyes, all I'm seein' Makin' Instagram captions in the stu, y'all can thank me later Charts lookin' like a rocket, thought I was a stock trader Had to throw yo bitch ass out of my circle Fuckin hater and you know who it's about If you know, you know, you a hoe for sure Get back to doin' blow Yo whole, life ah no go you ain't got dough Don't gotta say too much anymore Yo whole, life plateau I ain't need a fork and knife to get to eatin' on this beat All you take in life is L's all you see is defeat Gettin' sloppy with yo bitch, under these white sheets There ain't no secret in this recipe, go grab a cheat sheet Got used to them gold emojis, we on our way to the three-peat You ain't elite, so why the f*ck you still talkin' sweet See a money spike in my life, thought it was a soccer cleat Built to last built for whatever, this ain't Tee Grizzley Huh Aye, I forgot somethin', huh Forgot to tell you, yo bitch, she get freaky off the pink Whitney Ice colder, than some double mint Ain't talkin' Wrigley, pop dirty when I pour Told him, better come rinse me Better come rinse me, lil' bitch Huh Forgot to tell you yo bitch get freaky Under them sheets off that Pink Whitney Better come get yo bitch back Huh