Wi$e – Black Magic

person Cuslifolder_openNexusaccess_time June 19, 2017

Yeah, yeah, aight

[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Nah, never meet the parents
Damn, so much for my playbook
So much sauce, seen a nigga stop traffic
Joint full of lettuce, got a bad ho, want to take her out to Paris
Got good head, still never met her parents
Uh, blow it out the sunroof, nigga gettin’ careless
Told her come get me, yeah andale, andale
You still think I’m a joke?

Livin’ nigga but I’m too cold
Moved to the A then a nigga started rappin’ (facts)
Still ran it back like beast mode
Two chicks, need the combo
Niggas wonder how it happened
Damn, that’s tragic
Bitch don’t get embarrassed
Facts, do a bitch cold then I put it on wax, yeah
Catch ’em backstage, tell ’em pull up at the condo
Bitch you wonder how it happened
Damn, that’s tragic
Damn, that’s tragic
Uh, told her day one bitch don’t get embarrassed
Had to put the gas in the console
oah, spazzin’
Got a full house on my lease slow
Yeah, black magic

Uh, whip it like Django
Told a bad bitch take a picture, what a savage
You niggas dead when I say so
Fucked her then bounce, don’t do the fade away
I want the bread and the queso
Pronto, need it pronto
Yeah, dick her down good, now she wanna wear my necklace
Had to step back off of G code
Mama looked at me like what would your father say?
Neck look like marmalade
So I took her out to Paris
Told that bitch it’s black magic
Tried to play a nigga, shawty ended up embarrassed
Cop car, mind blown
Uh, know she love a nigga, feel her friends getting jealous
Black magic
So much sauce, seen a nigga stop traffic
Real cool nigga but they know I don’t play though
Yeah, black magic
Way more sauce than a nigga could imagine
Hit my nigga Tiggy, watch him pull up in a Bronco
Too fly, had to change clothes
Fuckin’ his daughter, she treat me like father’s day
Giving niggas game like cheat codes
So much sauce, seen a nigga stop traffic
Yeah, black magic
Nose diamond and my neck gold
Way more sauce than a nigga could imagine
Thought you knew game but I’ll show you the ropes
[Chorus]
But I been grinding since I ran out the gate though
Top five nigga, case closed
Yeah, black magic
Way more sauce than a nigga could imagine
Way more sauce than a nigga could imagine
Gone, where’s Waldo
Had to skip work ’cause I thought I was underpaid
Hell nah it ain’t safe bro
Dish ’em to my nigga like I’m Rajon Rondo
Thought about signing but I heard you niggas pay slow
Woah, neck on gold, nose ring full of carats
Woah, made me get even, her friend had some shit to say, nah
So much sauce, seen a nigga stop traffic
Yeah, she drinkin’ LSA
Damn, that’s tragic
Don’t hit my line, who the fuck are you anyway?


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