Magic — Yung Gravy: letras e videoclipes das músicas e shows

Magic

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Magic foi lançado em 31 de maio de 2019 por Republic Records como parte do álbum Sensational

Informações da música

ÁlbumSensational

Data de lançamento31 de maio de 2019

SeloRepublic Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicidade

Acusticidade

Valence

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM107

RESUMO

LETRA

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

Yung Gravy

Vocais

Jason Rich

Programação

Nick Seeley

Vocal de apoio

Gregg Wattenberg

Gregg Wattenberg

Vocal de apoio

Holly Seeley

Vocal de apoio

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Jason Rich

Composição

Nick Seeley

Composição

Matthew Hauri

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Jason Rich

Produção

Nick Seeley

Produção

Y2K

Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

[Verse 1]

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(It's Jason Rich, baby)

Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

Oh, baby

[Verse 2]

Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah)

She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby)

Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah)

I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic

[Verse 3]

Pull up on a bitch and get steamy

Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie (Ay)

Got that sauce, Fettuccine

Gravy so creamy

Wrist so gleamy (Ay)

Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach

With a bad bitch, she Finnish

Gravy get near, your career get finished

[Verse 4]

I'm like open sesame, now your bitch right next to me

Pipe up, that's my destiny, call that shit finnessery, baby

Ooh, that's a flex; do a little trick, now your bitch is your ex

Heard my voice, now she tryna have s— (Woah)

Flexin' on ya too complex, baby

[Verse 5]

Ala-ka-fuckin-zam

I'm like, "Bitch, who is your mans?"

Abracadabra with these hands

Hit your bitch with the shazam

[Verse 6]

Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah)

She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby)

Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah)

I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic

[Verse 7]

Pull up on a bitch and get steamy

Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie, baby

Got that sauce, Tortellini; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ooh)

Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach

With a bad bitch, she Finnish

Gravy get near, your career get finished

[Verse 8]

I'm so sorry, that I had to end it

Gravy serve it up like I'm playin' fuckin' tennis

2018, I'll be runnin' for the Senate

Gravy took your bitch, that's a fuckin' epidemic (Crazy)

Hit a bird call and your bitch come hither

Your bitch hit my line and the goods get delivered

Pull up and I splash like a motherfuckin' river

Wrist so cold, make a grown man shiver

[Verse 9]

Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah)

She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby)

Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah)

I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic

Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum

Written by: Jason Rich, Nick Seeley, Matthew Hauri

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