Voodoo

(Put a spell on you) (Cross your mind) (You better stop the things you do) (I ain't lying) (No, I ain't lying) Voodoo cast a spell, I may go to hell The way I step up out that car, they say I'm fresh as hell Black magic wrapped around my wrist, you can't get nailed You ain't gonna weigh my shit, 'cause I got my own scale And they don't like it when I kick shit 'cause I got sharp nails And when your bitch leave my house, she say, "Røzay, the best" Like, bitch, speak up, say it with your chest 'Cause I don't wanna have to put that bullet in his neck And you don't wanna have to be the one to miss your mans Merk that nigga traumatic now you stuck in the trance Upgrades, nigga, Big Røzay advanced Got a new flow With the gold label, it said enhance My mama said she's losing her memories, I'm like damn Only 17, but I've been the fucking man I might really have to give this rapping shit a chance Discipline instead of motivation Yeah, that's the way Growing up cold, that's why I love my stormy days On my soul, when I get that cash (cross your mind) Mama, you straight Ain't no more stressin' if the bills gon' get paid (You better stop the things you do) (I ain't lyin') (No, I ain't lyin') Voodoo cast a spell, I may go to hell The way I step up out that car, they say I'm fresh as hell Black magic wrapped around my wrist, you can't get nailed You ain't gonna weigh my shit, 'cause I got my own scale And they don't like it when I kick shit 'cause I got sharp nails And when your bitch leave my house, she say, "Røzay, the best" Like, bitch, speak up, say it with your chest 'Cause I don't wanna have to put that bullet in his neck