Abrakadabra (feat. XANAKIN SKYWOK)

Ayy Drop top my new whip Hahaha Purple feeling hazy lil bitch Ayy, ayy Ayy, Ayy Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch I like your grandmama Making me cookies, I eat 'em up like Santa Calling me her itty bitty, Rey like Lana She want the banana all up in her hands (Huh) Little do the bitch know I'm finna' scam her Click' clack' flash, that's the sound of the camera Damn huh reppin' up a set with bandanas Make you disappear like Abrakadabra (Ayy) Fuck, fuck boys in blue Bitch, that includes you It's official I got vetements all on my shoe You're a real bad bitch with a henna tattoo Coming for my brand (Huh) Wait, this you? I don't give a fuck if you pull up with your crew Cuz' I know for a fact they don't know how to shoot If they do, I hope that you just Pray for all your members and remember all your memories R-r-r-remember that you fucked with Sinoda When my goons are on your head Make you wishin' you was dead Motherfucker is you scared? Fuck a gun, use a bat instead Fuck a bat, use your hands instead And I'm coming at your head with some weapons Better duck or learn your lesson Don't give a fuck, start your testing Motherfucker, I ain't stressing I'm whippin with a brand new phone With yo' goddamn bitch on my goddamn dick Nigga talkin' shit, he get hit with a stick Move with yo' clique, give your mom another kid Bitch test me get the motherfuckin' chop Like a highschool janitor, I be with a mop Glock 10 poppin', I ve with the war With a motherfuckin' semi and a automatic chop Ooouuu, uhh, wait hold up I think my mom is callin' Oh, nevermind, that's your bitch I'm the nigga with a mac, and the gas, and the racks With a chop, no blast Imposter be among us, they will not last She be giving lap' top' like she was a Mac Guaranteed fiend for the D like she can't get a C or B on her S-A-Ts Make her F-A-P out her W-A-P If she fuck with me, Imma bust times three Ay, round the pussy, I've been joggin' Young ass nigga, get the name, no talkin' (Oh) I be like the rams hit a bitch so hard on the head I be shaking his noggin (Yeah) Chef Gor' Ramsay with the sauce, guaranteed boss All my pockets, Rick Ross, I got your hoes in twos Nut on yo' bitches pubes (Yeah) I'm tryna take a hit Bitch imma get you lit Designer all over my body can't get this fit Fuck all that talking shit Post up you lil' bitch Abracadabra on my magic shit I'm tryna take a hit Bitch imma get you lit Designer all over my body can't get this fit Fuck all that talking shit Post up you lil' bitch Abracadabra on my magic shit