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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Esparo
Esparo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Esparo Voltaire
Esparo Voltaire
Composer
Devonte Richmond
Devonte Richmond
Composer
Demetrius Bell
Demetrius Bell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Bandz
DJ Bandz
Producer
Magic
Magic
Producer

Lyrics

It’s not magic but it looks magical
Just say a word and I’m putting you down
Turn off the tractions, spin it around
I got that pressure they ringing me down
She feeling sexy take her to the Towns
We hit the club and pull up in a fleet
Back to back burbans, tackhawks, jeeps
Act like a dog she thinking she me
I’m tryna Uh, I know it ain’t free
Like we got the Sitchy
He not a hundred my pockets hold fifty
Truck full of baddies and handlers with me
From AM To PM I’m serving that “uh”
If you tryna fuck, you don’t gotta front
Fill up the clip, I’m loading it up
Your bro is a pack, we rolling him up
Be careful that’s my cup, huh
Baby live in the moment no photos
Spend a hundred I’m chilling in Soho
Cut her off pull her back like a yoyo
Drunk in love she driving a boat load
Come to me my brother a cut throat
Ask if I love you but it’s hard to say
Send him a missile, it’s on the way
My bitch is expensive it get hard to play
Please breathe, It’s the birkin you always wanted cause you got no problem pleasing me Keeping it cool my girl on fire got me playing Alicia Keys
If I ain’t got ya I be wildin
She got style, she got body, and I’m that **** let’s be honest
It’s a movie, I got me a Chevy
Now we fucking, just met at the deli
She got that wetty
Don Dada my dick in her belly
Shake It, shawty a snack, taste it
If you with a rebel you made it
Her fragrance Dior my favorite
She got a bubble for butt
I got my trunk in the front
I hit the gas, it jump
Please do not gas him up
I gotta check toot it
She get what she want, she moody
Give him a check he do it
They said I’m next I knew it
Turn off the tractions, spin it around
She feeling sexy take her to the Towns
Back to back burbans, tackhawks, jeeps
I’m tryna Uh I know it ain’t free
It’s a movie I got me a Chevy
Now we fucking just met at the deli
She got that wetty, Don Dada my dick in her belly,
Shake It, Shawty a snack, taste it
If you with a rebel you made it
Her fragrance Dior, my favorite
Written by: Demetrius Bell, Devonte Richmond, Esparo Voltaire
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