Magic (feat. Spuki) Video (MV)

Well I can't figure out, what all this is about
The Glock on my hip got 17 rounds
But I won't pull it out, cuz I don't need the clout
I got a couple racks but I ain't telling the amount
I started with an ounce and then I got a pound
I got so much money that I can't keep count
They see me on the town, my homies dap me down
We got a couple bitches that we all pass around
I'ma takeoff now my face numb for the day
I'm a rap god on these drugs f*ck what you say
You can f*ck off i'ma pass out on the table
Im no saint hit me up when I'm stable
I remember no car no cable
I remember two channels with the news and a fable
I remember high school, f*ck a label
I remember I don't wanna, I'm high on the marijuana
F*ck the drama f*ck the comma i'm f*cking your lil mama
I'm Osama I'm Bin Laden I'm rolling up with the trauma
I'm rolling up in the Honda and giving your bitch a lot of
What she wants what she needs cuz lately you haven't pleased her
It explains a lot when she waking up in my t-shirt
I'ma face the boss and he coming out with a seizure
My vision like an AK-47 with the reverb
Well I can't figure out, what all this is about
The Glock on my hip got 17 rounds
But I won't pull it out, cuz I don't need the clout
I got a couple racks but I ain't telling the amount
I started with an ounce and then I got a pound
I got so much money that I can't keep count
They see me on the town, my homies dap me down
We got a couple bitches that we all pass around
Well I don't really need your shit why you tryna talk to me
You a brainless bitch like you got a lobotomy
I need the pesos quick tell me where the commas be
I be like Besos rich got my own economy
And they telling me all this shit you doing is a felony
I don't need a hater man you sound like jealousy
I just need some racks and a bitch named Melony
When they hear my shit they like
Need a bitch who gonna dance on TikTok
Then I make her moan when I f*ck her with my thick cock
Yea she like my style and my swag and my wristwatch
Yea she had a boyfriend but she left him pissed off
But she left him pissed off
Yea she like my style and my swag and my wristwatch
I'ma take her down light it up then I lift off
Light it up then I lift off
Well I can't figure out, what all this is about
The Glock on my hip got 17 rounds
But I won't pull it out, cuz I don't need the clout
I got a couple racks but I ain't telling the amount
I started with an ounce and then I got a pound
I got so much money that I can't keep count
They see me on the town, my homies dap me down
We got a couple bitches that we all pass around