Witchcraft

She's riding on my stick like she practice witchcraft I dumped a whole clip on her body now she beggin me to switch mags Thank god I got my sleight of hand I'm making my last stand Tryna be number one on your board of top ten I didn't know when I diluted my emotions it Included all my hope and opened up a void I can't take this in my mind it feels like an invasion My heart is vacant, I got marijuana in my fragrance Like surveillance how I'm keeping an eye out for you Most nights I sit alone and howl at the moon No sleep I ain't ever seen my eyelids Even in a crisis I could never lose sight of what is priceless I got counter-uavs if it came down to you and me She's riding on my stick like she practice witchcraft I dumped a whole clip on her body now she beggin me to switch mags She's riding on my stick like she practice witchcraft I dumped a whole clip on her body now she beggin me to switch mags