Magic (feat. T.I.) - Remix

Pluto

Future

(K.E. on the Track)

Hey

Tell ya off top, I'm bossed up

You ain't talkin' money, don't talk to us

I'm steady stackin' that guap up

Ball harder than you when I'm locked up

You the type of nigga just pop up

When niggas rollin' that kush, huh?

Got mine growin' like grape vines

In the backyard, come look, bruh

I pull up, hop out, bad hoes just pop out

Hatin' niggas better watch out

Still ridin' with that Glock out

My style so mean 'til it's hostile

And aggressive, dawg, come check ya dawg

Spend a couple mils, no stress at all

Big bank roll, no checks at all

FYI I'm flexin, y'all, game A1, professional

You small ball like golf balls

I basketball, go ask your broad

Tell her legs "open sesame"

Abracadabra, she wet for me

Like ta-da, voilà

Gucci, Louis, Stravers, Prada, ah

Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot, leavin' Magic

Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic

The way I make that work disappear, call it magic

Sippin' on the purple and the yellow, drinkin' magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot, leavin' Magic

Sippin' on the purple and the yellow, drinkin' magic

On my way to Aspen, I forgot to do my taxes (hold on)

Call up my accountant, he gon' make it do magic (magic)

Had to get a driver just to drop me at the airport (for what?)

Way I smoked the blunts, man, I burned 'em up like Newport (smoke up)

$50,000 on a superstar's attire (design)

K.E. & Young Future bringin' 'em the fire (woo)

All this damn cash make a bitch wanna retire (turn up)

Gotta drop a half a brick, you wanna put me on a flyer (Future)

'Scuse me, but my lingo crazy

See these diamonds? Ain't none of 'em fugazi

Two bad bitches wanna fuck me, the greatest

AMG in a brand-new Mercedes

Turn out the lot, I'ma do a 180

For the haters, I'ma gon' 'head and do a 360

Drinkin' on a Sprite, got lean all in it

I'm a astronaut, nigga, better trust my pimpin'

Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot, leavin' Magic

Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic

The way I make that work disappear, call it magic

Sippin' on the purple and the yellow, drinkin' magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot, leavin' Magic

Sippin' on the purple and the yellow, drinkin' magic

Billionaire boy, that's a true inspiration

I'm the astronaut kid, no such thing as limitation

Ridin' down 20 in the mothafuckin' spaceship

Just left Magic in the mothafuckin' basement

Two bitches trailing in a Bimmer outta Germany

Gotta thing for me, don't wanna sing for me

They like my energy, I'm a embassy

I know tricks like Criss Angel

I don't trick but I could make you famous

You could disappear from yo' past life

You'll reappear, no outta sight

I'm Pluto talkin'

Jimmy walkin' when you walkin'

I used to be fly but now I'm hawkin'

I was an Earthling now I'm Sci-Fi — voilà

I stay high

My bitches on they high horse

I double back like two cups

And pull out in that new Porsche

Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot, leavin' Magic

Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic

The way I make that work disappear, call it magic

Sippin' on the purple and the yellow, drinkin' magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Voilà, magic

Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot, leavin' Magic

Sippin' on the purple and the yellow, drinkin' magic