Abracadabra

Mula! yeah, look
I'ma tell you all this last time
Don't get involved
Bullets start ripping through the walls
Hit ya baby mama and the house door
We making house calls, I'm an outlaw
In the south ward
Knock your ass out if you talk stupid
Got a big dick so I walk stupid
She got that hit-it-quick-in-the-car booty
Hold on, bad hoes need to get a raise
Lame niggas tryna get away
But all ya diamonds need to get appraised
You in the way too many nights I was out
Lurking, mind in a daze, nowadays
I'm on Ocean Drive with a bad
Bitch lyin' in the shades
Sipping Minute Maid, gotta penetrate
Let me demonstrate
Got the Jones soda with the drink in it
Got a backwood with the dank in it
Party ain't popping if we ain't in it
Go Blake Griffin, might flex on 'em
That's too much sauce
I bet them hoes know who I are
They treat a nigga like a superstar
And that's what I am
I got your bitch but that's my bitch
So that's our bitch and that's all cool
When you trip out, wan' dip out
She just call me and I fall through
And that's bad news, hold these nuts, cashews
Vroom, I flew past you, new whips here
What the bags do past cool, young Jones

My enemies should get a good breakfast
And a cup of coffee
I know refugees that don't rush things
They kill 'em softly
My closet still got Nike boxes
And a couple corpses
Look, even though I'll never sell my soul
I got a couple offers
Don't think about it, I smoke about it
I drink about it
They wrap the body, then rap about it
Sink the body, then sing about
It, zip the body, then sip about it
Fuck the world
I'ma still get some cool things up out it
If a CEO wanna dance all in my videos
I need a big deposit
Swerve, swerve, I'm back on 'em
My bad, I'm turning my back on 'em
I fuck, then see if Tune, Jay Jones, Hoody
Or Mack want 'em real shit
I've seen good girls go to airports
With that pack on 'em trill shit
I've seen bad bitches with good genes
But I slack on 'em
I ain't focused there, Gotham City
Got Batmans and Jokers there
I'm in the club but I'm in the cut
They got cameras here like Oprah's here
Since a kid, I heard gunshots, mothers cry
All the shit soldiers hear
So I had to "abracadabra, " "voila
" just to make hope appear young!

Abracadabra, abracadabra!
We rata ta ta ta, then disappeared
Right after it happened
Copperfield, I just popped a seal
You don't believe in magic
But you know that I'm for real
Voila! Voila! Ta da! Ta da!
Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!
Told momma, nana, I'm doing my count
Don't ruin my count, bust two and I'm out
Voila! Voila! Ta da! Ta da!
Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!
Mama, nana, I'm doing my count
Don't ruin my count, bust two, and I'm out
Voila!

Magic dust, yeah that's a rush
Got her cracking up, crying all at once, man
That was fun i'm spazzing up, I'm gassing
Up that Cali stuff, that massacre
I'm magical with chemicals
And smashing stuff, metallica
Satanical like Skeletor
You greener than a salad bar
I leave from here to Africa
To read some Maya Angelou
Impractical, you acting all DiCaprio we
Trap and go for casserole
We back and forth in
Traffic with that Macklemore
That magic snow
It's always cold and my freak
On that molly water
I met this bitch on Collins
But she out the hood, her mama cook
I'm on the way, I'm on
A stage, the Magic show, i feel like Dave
I walk on water, float in
Air, I'm over there, i'm in your face
I pop up out of nowhere
Bop-bop at your doorbell
Disappear in thin air
All we leave is smoke there
Smoking roadkill, she on coke here
Stash is sticking to her nosehair
I'm a magician in the motel
Moving tricks for wholesale
Hold on, abracadabra, the data don't matter
We rata ta ta ta over the chatter
We got mo ammo than grammar
Hammers and hammers, pull up in Lambos
Shoot up the cameras, die in pajamas
Find you with Sam and your
Wife and your mamas
All in your family, I'm balling like Magic
Voila!

Abracadabra, abracadabra!
We rata ta ta ta, then disappeared
Right after it happened
Copperfield, I just popped a seal
You don't believe in magic
But you know that I'm for real
Voila! Voila! Ta da! Ta da!
Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!
Momma, nana, I'm doing my count
Don't ruin my count, bust two and I'm out
Voila! Abracadabra, abracadabra!
We rata ta ta ta, then disappeared
Right after it happened
Copperfield, I just popped a seal
You don't believe in magic
But you know I'm too real
Voila! Voila! OVO shorts, high socks
Music is art, Basquiat, niggas is squares
Hopscotch
Time out, na na, I got sauce, you dried out
I'm big boss, you big mouth
Magic show, don't miss out, voila!
What haven't I done yet?
I haven't Bungee jumped, err, haven't been to
Mount Everest, err, take that back
I've probably have been to
Mount Everest probably flown over it
Probably rolled past it and it just was
Twisted, you nah mean? That's
Real shit, real shit, real shit holla at my
Friends, they will let you know slime has sat
Down and probably ate with the president
And whatever president it was at the
Time, totally don't remember, you nah
Mean? But I do remember, obama
Saying my name in a speech
Shoutout Obama but still
What haven't I done yetrelease Carter V