Magic City money, baby come up out these clothes
Before I throw this money
She do tricks all up the pole for these dirty money
Yeah, I got it off the store, that's what I'm talkin' about
Ayyo, Muff, you goin' up
I don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocotine
I don't f*ck with rap niggas, I don't roll up number rapper weed
Five hoes in a black truck, and its just me, you know I'm Super P
Confidential, bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, threw diamonds like a avatar
I just f*cked a stripper, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
Walk in Magic City on a Monday, ten bands just to pop it off
Magic City money, Magic City money
Baby come up out these clothes before I throw this money
She do tricks all up the pole for these dirty money
Yeah, I got it off the stove, that's why it's dirty money
I can't do nothin' with no deuce, I pour a eight off like this here
Princess cuts and emerald diamond, turn my neck up like this here
Sixty pointers in each ear, diamonds look like Britney Spears
Diamonds look like Kylie Jenner, and apartments on the east side with the spinner
Could've signed a deal, but I already got rich off a drug
He ain't get no money, give that boy a hug
Hey, he ain't hit that point, you better not pick on that bet
I don't beat around the bush, bae, come and f*ck me for a check
I don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' popotine
I don't f*ck with rap n****s, I don't roll up nun, but rapper weed
Five hoes in a black truck, and its just me, you know I'm Super P
Confidential, bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, threw diamonds like a avatar
I just f*cked a stripper, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
Walk in Magic City on a Monday, ten bands just to pop it off
Half a ticket on my neck, blew diamonds like a avatar
I just cracked a glass, seal a red, I'm tryna fight the nods
I gotta get this money, I spend too much time in D.O.C
F*ck doin' hair on bricks in a HOV, then I go catch the jugs
It's out in the jungle, walk in Saks, spend ten racks on the 50
Never check the tab, just throw shit on the counter and walk out with it
I gotta get this money, I spend too much time in D.O.C
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocartin
N****s holdin' road, prayin' I go broke, that shit'll never happen
Glock, we get conversion, key to switch, now it hit automatic
Rich n***a blew a bag on these bitches, but she still choosin
Break four pieces off a cannonball, I'm strong, got me feelin' grim
Don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocartin
I don't f*ck with rap n****s, I don't roll up number, I'm a weed
Five hoes in a black truck, its just me, you know I'm Super P
Bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, blue diamonds like a avatar
I just fought the scribbles, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
F*ckin' Magic City on a Monday, 10 bands just to pop it off
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Magic City money, baby come up out these clothes
Before I throw this money
She do tricks all up the pole for these dirty money
Yeah, I got it off the store, that's what I'm talkin' about
Ayyo, Muff, you goin' up
I don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocotine
I don't f*ck with rap niggas, I don't roll up number rapper weed
Five hoes in a black truck, and its just me, you know I'm Super P
Confidential, bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, threw diamonds like a avatar
I just f*cked a stripper, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
Walk in Magic City on a Monday, ten bands just to pop it off
Magic City money, Magic City money
Baby come up out these clothes before I throw this money
She do tricks all up the pole for these dirty money
Yeah, I got it off the stove, that's why it's dirty money
I can't do nothin' with no deuce, I pour a eight off like this here
Princess cuts and emerald diamond, turn my neck up like this here
Sixty pointers in each ear, diamonds look like Britney Spears
Diamonds look like Kylie Jenner, and apartments on the east side with the spinner
Could've signed a deal, but I already got rich off a drug
He ain't get no money, give that boy a hug
Hey, he ain't hit that point, you better not pick on that bet
I don't beat around the bush, bae, come and f*ck me for a check
I don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' popotine
I don't f*ck with rap n****s, I don't roll up nun, but rapper weed
Five hoes in a black truck, and its just me, you know I'm Super P
Confidential, bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, threw diamonds like a avatar
I just f*cked a stripper, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
Walk in Magic City on a Monday, ten bands just to pop it off
Half a ticket on my neck, blew diamonds like a avatar
I just cracked a glass, seal a red, I'm tryna fight the nods
I gotta get this money, I spend too much time in D.O.C
F*ck doin' hair on bricks in a HOV, then I go catch the jugs
It's out in the jungle, walk in Saks, spend ten racks on the 50
Never check the tab, just throw shit on the counter and walk out with it
I gotta get this money, I spend too much time in D.O.C
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocartin
N****s holdin' road, prayin' I go broke, that shit'll never happen
Glock, we get conversion, key to switch, now it hit automatic
Rich n***a blew a bag on these bitches, but she still choosin
Break four pieces off a cannonball, I'm strong, got me feelin' grim
Don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocartin
I don't f*ck with rap n****s, I don't roll up number, I'm a weed
Five hoes in a black truck, its just me, you know I'm Super P
Bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, blue diamonds like a avatar
I just fought the scribbles, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
F*ckin' Magic City on a Monday, 10 bands just to pop it off
Before I throw this money
She do tricks all up the pole for these dirty money
Yeah, I got it off the store, that's what I'm talkin' about
Ayyo, Muff, you goin' up
I don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocotine
I don't f*ck with rap niggas, I don't roll up number rapper weed
Five hoes in a black truck, and its just me, you know I'm Super P
Confidential, bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, threw diamonds like a avatar
I just f*cked a stripper, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
Walk in Magic City on a Monday, ten bands just to pop it off
Magic City money, Magic City money
Baby come up out these clothes before I throw this money
She do tricks all up the pole for these dirty money
Yeah, I got it off the stove, that's why it's dirty money
I can't do nothin' with no deuce, I pour a eight off like this here
Princess cuts and emerald diamond, turn my neck up like this here
Sixty pointers in each ear, diamonds look like Britney Spears
Diamonds look like Kylie Jenner, and apartments on the east side with the spinner
Could've signed a deal, but I already got rich off a drug
He ain't get no money, give that boy a hug
Hey, he ain't hit that point, you better not pick on that bet
I don't beat around the bush, bae, come and f*ck me for a check
I don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' popotine
I don't f*ck with rap n****s, I don't roll up nun, but rapper weed
Five hoes in a black truck, and its just me, you know I'm Super P
Confidential, bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, threw diamonds like a avatar
I just f*cked a stripper, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
Walk in Magic City on a Monday, ten bands just to pop it off
Half a ticket on my neck, blew diamonds like a avatar
I just cracked a glass, seal a red, I'm tryna fight the nods
I gotta get this money, I spend too much time in D.O.C
F*ck doin' hair on bricks in a HOV, then I go catch the jugs
It's out in the jungle, walk in Saks, spend ten racks on the 50
Never check the tab, just throw shit on the counter and walk out with it
I gotta get this money, I spend too much time in D.O.C
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocartin
N****s holdin' road, prayin' I go broke, that shit'll never happen
Glock, we get conversion, key to switch, now it hit automatic
Rich n***a blew a bag on these bitches, but she still choosin
Break four pieces off a cannonball, I'm strong, got me feelin' grim
Don't care if that shit came back in style, ain't puttin' that shit on me
I don't f*ck with 12, that's why I'm always smokin' Pocartin
I don't f*ck with rap n****s, I don't roll up number, I'm a weed
Five hoes in a black truck, its just me, you know I'm Super P
Bitch, if she run her mouth, you know I cut her off
Quarter ticket, on my wrist, blue diamonds like a avatar
I just fought the scribbles, bitch, three hours off of Adderall
F*ckin' Magic City on a Monday, 10 bands just to pop it off
Writer: Dalemonte Stilley
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