Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
I told my homies we gettin' everything
I told that bitch she can't get a wedding ring
I pray to god that I make it out this bitch
If I gave you my all would you acknowledge it
(Nah)
Prolly not
So I aint got no time bitch kick rocks
Ima keep sending shots like Kick box
While this cash keep going on up like ten stocks
I feel bad for the ops
Bad for anybody who plot
But most of em be lost
Thinking that they something that they not
You know that I already keep a chop
You know that I always keep a knot
They know that I really do this shit
I got the game in a head lock
Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
(MudLord)
On the freeway doin' a whole hundred nigga
Before you see my car pass
You hear it humming nigga
Drop that location you know we coming nigga
Put them hitters on yo ass it no running nigga
(Nah)
Im quick to show you who you playing with
(Playing with)
Give a f*ck bout who you is or who you ran with
Got chaffered by two foreign bitches when I landed
(Believe dat)
In Bahamas on the beach gettin' fanned
Pack come in we gone bust it down
Spread it round town collect pros
Look at this money now
I be the rental
My young dog on the hound
Making plays all types of ways I don't discriminate
When it come to getting money
I don't hesitate
I was rode Running all Winter now I'm hella' straight
VS1 Diamonds all in the face
Used to get my lean by the pint
I get it by the case
Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
N8 - Magic (feat. Spiff Laino) Lyrics
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Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
I told my homies we gettin' everything
I told that bitch she can't get a wedding ring
I pray to god that I make it out this bitch
If I gave you my all would you acknowledge it
(Nah)
Prolly not
So I aint got no time bitch kick rocks
Ima keep sending shots like Kick box
While this cash keep going on up like ten stocks
I feel bad for the ops
Bad for anybody who plot
But most of em be lost
Thinking that they something that they not
You know that I already keep a chop
You know that I always keep a knot
They know that I really do this shit
I got the game in a head lock
Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
(MudLord)
On the freeway doin' a whole hundred nigga
Before you see my car pass
You hear it humming nigga
Drop that location you know we coming nigga
Put them hitters on yo ass it no running nigga
(Nah)
Im quick to show you who you playing with
(Playing with)
Give a f*ck bout who you is or who you ran with
Got chaffered by two foreign bitches when I landed
(Believe dat)
In Bahamas on the beach gettin' fanned
Pack come in we gone bust it down
Spread it round town collect pros
Look at this money now
I be the rental
My young dog on the hound
Making plays all types of ways I don't discriminate
When it come to getting money
I don't hesitate
I was rode Running all Winter now I'm hella' straight
VS1 Diamonds all in the face
Used to get my lean by the pint
I get it by the case
Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
I told my homies we gettin' everything
I told that bitch she can't get a wedding ring
I pray to god that I make it out this bitch
If I gave you my all would you acknowledge it
(Nah)
Prolly not
So I aint got no time bitch kick rocks
Ima keep sending shots like Kick box
While this cash keep going on up like ten stocks
I feel bad for the ops
Bad for anybody who plot
But most of em be lost
Thinking that they something that they not
You know that I already keep a chop
You know that I always keep a knot
They know that I really do this shit
I got the game in a head lock
Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
(MudLord)
On the freeway doin' a whole hundred nigga
Before you see my car pass
You hear it humming nigga
Drop that location you know we coming nigga
Put them hitters on yo ass it no running nigga
(Nah)
Im quick to show you who you playing with
(Playing with)
Give a f*ck bout who you is or who you ran with
Got chaffered by two foreign bitches when I landed
(Believe dat)
In Bahamas on the beach gettin' fanned
Pack come in we gone bust it down
Spread it round town collect pros
Look at this money now
I be the rental
My young dog on the hound
Making plays all types of ways I don't discriminate
When it come to getting money
I don't hesitate
I was rode Running all Winter now I'm hella' straight
VS1 Diamonds all in the face
Used to get my lean by the pint
I get it by the case
Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We unwrap it
Heard yo man died that shit tragic
Thats why I walk around with the ratchet
Got money in the bank
Make deposits every day
I aint ever had a mattress
Writer: Nate Humes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid