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