Visa Magicians

Lyrics

[Verse 1: BabyTron] Road running, sinning with a Bible on the dash' Brodie sliding off a Perc', got the rifle with the flash Ayy, ayy, bitch, ayy Dawg a lil' pup, have my bullies pick on him What yo Glocky got? Mines got a fully switch on it Told my bitch, "Roll the Runtz, don't let no Cookie get on it" If the sneakers don't cost a band, the hoodie hit for it Two liters, six of Wockiana, boy, this shit potion Shouldn't have left me wide open, now I'm finna swish on 'em Magician with the Visas, finna do a trick on 'em Unky need a first place medal, swear his wrist golden Where yo toughest gang member at? I'll big bro him Mister Backdoor, you won't hear him, he be tip-toeing How the fuck I'm on fire 'round this bitch? My kit frozen We gon' leave him flopping on the floor, we catch him fish bowling [Verse 2: TrDee & BabyTron] Oh, they still sleeping? Wake 'em up just like a rumble strip How the fuck you run off with a bag and you fumble it? I ain't never really care for magic but I know a trick Had his own wave and fell off, I know he sick When we getting private, I'ma slam it, Lob City Blake He prolly say our music ass 'cause he can't relate We the top ten out the Mit', it ain't no debate Can't believe you really still broke, it might be yo fate Don't look when you see me out, might be with yo bitch I ain't never have to see a mic, I still was getting rich Fuck how she look when we done, I send her with a kick (Ayy, ShittyBoyz) [Verse 3: StanWill] Double Dutching out of Sprint with jacks, I'm 'bout to double up Tryna set the play? Them .233s'll blow yo huddle up The opps ain't touching pape' for real, boy, they can't fuck with us Peep a group of bitches at the function, bet they come with us I don't want the head unless it leave me with the noodle legs Throw the stacks of dog shit to my ear, bitch, I'm a doodoo head Could've road ran a route but fuck it, bitch, we flew instead Broomstick in the chop, it got 'em jumping like a newlywed All I do is talk shit, all I rock is Off drip If my shooter turn that mode on, he gon' off shit Bet not play, we pause shit Wake up, take a mall trip She gon' fuck for sure I up the fifty ball in all strips