Sheermagix

Lyrics

[Verse] I'm Mr. Magic with the automatic Ya money talks, I'm Franklin Hatchett for the fuckin' package So peep the tactics, man, these rappers classless I'm droppin' classics on these niggas, feelin' diplomatic You fuckers act like actress Follow the passage through the Lukah madness I blaze the cactus, you can't hit this 'cause niggas matchless Had some niggas surround your crib, I call that panoramic Me and baby fuck up the mattress, she do acrobatics I hit the doja then I bend her over Disrespectful, I used to stroke her on her momma' sofa Made man persona, fuck with me, ya meet a coma And bеnd your corner with some niggas who ain't get diplomas Supеr bad like Jonah, can you smell the kush aroma? And fuck, a holsters in my pants, I do it for the culture Nigga, we vultures We mob tie, Whitey Bulger I'm half God and half soldier, I guess I'm bipolar Feel me, bruh I blaze the herbal that heals the eternal It's Big Lukah, the colonel, you ain't woke, I'm in my circle And before rappin' with me, G, you need a referral Heard them boys sent out a warrant 'cause what's in my journal I need it all, fuck the critic, this shit is prophetic Why can't you get it? Thoroughs embedded in my genetics Niggas pathetic, fuck 'em all, I ain't apologetic They want the raw with no real, these niggas synthetic Yeah, nigga, so peep my mischief Brothers relentless We want the riches, need the bag and diamonds for my misses Feel the tension that I'm presentin' in these fuckin' writtens And you can't stand the fuckin' heat then get up out my kitchen Nigga