Magic

Lyrics

[Chorus: Acid Souljah] Bitch, don't touch my clothes, you gon' fuck up the fabric You bitch made, heard you got a pack, i'mma snatch it All yo bitches ratchet, ass made out of plastic Fuckin' on a hoe, make it disappear like magic Bitch, don't touch my clothes, you gon' fuck up the fabric You bitch made, heard you got a pack, i'mma snatch it (Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?) All yo bitches ratchet, ass made out of plastic Fuckin' on a hoe, make it disappear like magic [Verse 1: Acid Souljah] Every song I make, you already know it's classic Talking about who up next, you already know it's Acid I feel like the Pope, bitch, i'm preaching to the masses Gas got me stuck, I be moving like Molasses It's Souljah Season, me and Seepy going crazy She say she wanna fuck, had to hit her with a maybe Counting money, fucking hoes, round' here we do that daily I can't trust nobody, all these people moving shady (It's the Evil Boys) Evil Plug we counting up, we know you not relating I know I got swag, lil bitch, there ain't debating I just wanna fuck hoe, don't think that we're dating I know my music hard, I don't care about your rating Yeah I fuck yo bitch, even tho I'm broke as fuck bruh She gon' scroot me up, get me fooded like we fucked some In the evil party turnin' up, I'm going dumb bruh Stacking all this money, feds wonder where it comes from Do this for my mom, yeah I gotta get these racks bitch You cannot compare to me because your music average Acid Souljah, i'm with foreign hoes who all the baddest Livin' my best life, I know my haters get the maddest (It's the Evil Boys)