Magic Trick

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy [Chorus] I might pull up on the scene and do a magic trick Disappear like 1-2-3, man I just took yo' bitch Think she just a Twitter bitch, tryna come and follow this I'ma wrap her up, all she wanna do is just come swallow this Think I need a model 'cause these strippers are controlling All my bitches went on strike like I'm motherfuckin' bowling Hope you know the difference between me and them All my niggas pave the way, these niggas follow trends I'm so drunk, I'm seein' two, I think I'm fuckin' twins My old bitch say that I changed, Celine up on my lens You so lame you cannot even get a follow back Gave her number to my nigga, told her, "Holla back" (Hold up) [Verse] All my bitches follow rules, ain't no talkin' back (So nah) And I gave his ass the blues when I caught his ass He been snitchin' to the blues, give his toe a tag We be countin' up the blues, so I know he mad All this motherfuckin' liquor that's inside of me She said, "Do you wanna fuck?" I said, "Probably" Know that boy be fuckin' tweakin', think he higher than me Think I'm comin' out her speaker, Gucci five deep, I told her, "Fly with me" [Chorus] I might pull up on the scene and do a magic trick Disappear like 1-2-3, man I just took yo' bitch Think she just a Twitter bitch, tryna come and follow this I'ma wrap her up, all she wanna do is just come swallow this Think I need a model 'cause these strippers are controlling All my bitches went on strike like I'm motherfuckin' bowling Hope you know the difference between me and them All my niggas pave the way, these niggas follow trends I'm so drunk, I'm seein' two, I think I'm fuckin' twins My old bitch say that I changed, Celine up on my lens You so lame you cannot even get a follow back Gave her number to my nigga, told her, "Holla back" [Chorus] I might pull up on the scene and do a magic trick Disappear like 1-2-3, man I just took yo' bitch Think she just a Twitter bitch, tryna come and follow this I'ma wrap her up, all she wanna do is just come swallow this Think I need a model 'cause these strippers are controlling All my bitches went on strike like I'm motherfuckin' bowling Hope you know the difference between me and them All my niggas pave the way, these niggas follow trends I'm so drunk, I'm seein' two, I think I'm fuckin' twins My old bitch say that I changed, Celine up on my lens You so lame you cannot even get a follow back Gave her number to my nigga, told her, "Holla back"