Magic City Lyrics – Fivio Foreign
Singer: Fivio Foreign
Title: Magic City
AXL (AXL)
M.W.A. Music
Huh, turn that sh#t up
Real n#gg#s and ratchet b#tches (Huh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Boss)
I f#ck my b#tch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking about turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
#ss and t#tt#es, like hundreds and fifties (Yeah)
b#tch I’m going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turn my shooters to snipers, killed ’em on the arrival (Grrah)
I killed ’em, I killed ’em, they gone, they gone (Bow, bow, bow, bow, yeah, look)
What the f#ck? (What)
If it’s up, n#gg# buck, try your luck (Do some)
b#tch bad but I had to put her up (Put her up)
Had to grab my other monkey nuts (Boom)
Gotta slide when a n#gg# being touched (Skrrt)
Gotta ride with the gang, it’s a must (Go)
Got a ratchet lil’ b#tch that’ll lay low
When it’s smoke, turn it up like a sl#t (Bow, bow, bow)
I don’t need to look in her eyes (Huh, yeah)
I can tell she a vibe
She reppin’ the gang and I felt like she was mine
She throw up the set and yell “Free the guys” (Woo, huh, look, yeah)
I pay the money, n#gg#s gon’ die (I pay the money, n#gg#s gon’ die, huh, yeah)
If I pay the money, n#gg#s gon’ die (Grrt, boaw)
We get money n#gg#, but what is you on? (What)
The same day we get it, the same day it’s gone
Back on my grizzy, I’m back on my business
Lil Huncho, lil n#gg#, I’m back on the throne
Went bust down when they were looking for the plain patek (Ice)
But I left it at home (Ice)
Molly, perkies, xannies, [?] and addies
Pipe it and get in my zone (Yeah, hey, yeah, look, yeah)
Young n#gg#s can’t even give me advice
I like the ice when it’s hittin’ the light
I got a dream and then give me the night
I was so nice that they listen to me twice
n#gg#, I cracked the face on the AP and I ain’t even get it fixed (Huh, what?)
I don’t wanna get it fixed (I don’t wanna get it fixed)
Got too much money to give a sh#t (Yeah)
She know my body, she shaking her #ss
Jump in the car and I’m breaking the dash (Skkkr)
Listen to it slow, I ain’t saying it fast
You say a sh#t, you making me mad (Woo)
Yeah, yeah, smoking cookies (Smoking cookies, look)
I got a hundred thousand dollars worth in jewelry
Try to book me, n#gg#
Real n#gg#s and ratchet b#tches (Huh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Boss)
I f#ck my b#tch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking about turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
#ss and t#tt#es, like hundreds and fifties (Yeah)
b#tch I’m going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turn my shooters to snipers, killed ’em on the arrival (Grrt)
I killed ’em, I killed ’em, they gone, they gone (Bow, bow, bow, bow, yeah, look)
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