Listen to Abracadabra (feat. Travis Scott) by Young Thug

Abracadabra (feat. Travis Scott)

Young Thug

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Travis Scott

Vocals

Young Thug

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jeffery Williams

Jeffery Williams

Songwriter

Jacques Bermon Webster II

Jacques Bermon Webster II

Songwriter

Leland Wayne

Songwriter

London Holmes

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

London On Da Track

London On Da Track

Producer

Metro Boomin

Producer

Flo Ongonga

Recording Engineer

Aresh Banaji

Mixing Engineer

BAINZ

Mixing Engineer

Jenso "JP" Plymouth

Jenso "JP" Plymouth

Additional Engineer

Joe LaPorta

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

Abracadabra

Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)

Take these bitches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)

Every motherfuckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)

Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)

All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)

You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)

Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (Yeah, yeah)

First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie

I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie

She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili

And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy

[Verse 1]

Mistress, mistress, tell me who my mistress is

Who the fuck is the creator of this drippin' shit?

Got all these bitches on my dick, and yeah, they milkin' shit

**** ain't doubled, doubled down 'cause we drippin' shit

Just a diamond in the rough

I got a bag, I'm not gon' tussle

Got sick and tired of showin' my muscle

I'm 'bout to take these ****' ho

I'm makin' sure they missing

Um, listen, I was littin'

She shut up and catch a drip-drip

I got implants, not no fillings

Gucci, Louis shoes and Fendi

Made a million, I was straight up off a titty

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

[Chorus]

Abracadabra

Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)

Take these bitches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)

Every motherfuckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)

Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)

All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)

You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)

Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (Yeah)

First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie

I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie

She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili

And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy

[Verse 2]

Abracadabra (Woo)

Way the Wock' disappear in my Shasta (Yeah)

Way I poof to the crib down from NASA (Yeah)

She pull up, drink all my red, think she Dracula

Benz Mexican, make it faster (Skrrt)

Way I drive the body, I can't crash her

Way we left the room was a disaster (Skrrt)

She like her body plastic, her walls plastered

Come like money, cover her all in the proceeds

Got a Patek that say, "B," this shit cost millies

In a second, man decided turn to billi'

Can't split this fifty-fifty with you, bitch, you silly (Let's go)

I ain't gon' front, I been back at it

I ain't tryna– (Phew, phew, phew), don't need no ins

Please lock it down with speeds, rollin' with the clique

Me, I make the magic with the brown one with the hips, yeah

[Chorus]

Abracadabra

Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)

Take these bitches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)

Every motherfuckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)

Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nose bleed (Yeah)

All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)

You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)

Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (Yeah)

First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie

I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie

She seen the drip and let me hit it like Ginóbili

And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy (We got London on the track)

[Outro]

Woo (Metro)

Ha, ha (Woo, woo)

Ha, ayy

Written by: Jacques Webster, Jeffery Williams, Leland Wayne, London Holmes

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