Mmm whoaa
Whoa whoaaa whoa
Mmmmm
You wanna spend it baby just let me know (know)
She nasty she want it everywhere we go (go)
Money bag, money bag just make it roll (make it roll baby)
It's like magic (magic), like magic(magic)
You wanna spend it baby just let me know (lemme know baby)
Gucci, Balenci, and Fendi watch it fall to the floor (floor)
She wet like Fiji, canary diamonds they on go (on go yea)
It's like magic (like magic), like magic (magic)
Diamonds precious, heart is damaged (damaged), let her eat me like her favorite sandwich (sandwich)
We keep that 30 and it's clapping (it's clappin yea), my lil nigga he be trappin whoa
Mmmm it's a tragedy, that ass is moving and it's tragic
Just put it in a bag for me (yea), and watch it fill up like it's magic
Abracadabra zoom yea and we gone, gone, gone
Got yo bitch on a private boat and she gone row, row, row (aye)
Took a dose of that lethal, these diamonds is see through
Wanted a re-do, I gave you the sequel
She tryna keep on her Fendi slides, beating that back in on this magic ride (yea)
And it feel like magic, magic
(Ohhh, woahh)
Mmmm, mmm yea
And it feel like magic, magic
(Ohhh, woahh)
Mmmmm
You wanna spend it baby just let me know (know)
She nasty she want it everywhere we go (go)
Money bag, money bag just make it roll (make it roll baby)
It's like magic (magic), like magic(magic)
You wanna spend it baby just let me know (lemme know baby)
Gucci, Balenci, and Fendi watch it fall to the floor (floor baby)
She wet like Fiji, canary diamonds they on go (on go yea)
It's like magic (like magic), like magic (magic)
We pullin up, Maybach truck, crib big as fuck gotta elevator
Blue hunnids like water, it's quenching your thirst, money over bitches I'm putting it first
First time we fuck imma buy her a purse, next time we fuck imma buy her Celine
She fuck me like she got a trick up her sleeve, she say all this money like magic to me
Ain't no pulling over, I got Forgi's on my Rover (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
A hunnid pink 50's, making bad bitches bend it over
Wait, hold on, hold on who is that calling my phone
Abracadabra I sent that bitch home
She sent me a text: "I still smell yo cologne", told her I'm used to just trappin alone
And it feel like magic, magic
(Mmmm, woahh)
And it feel like magic, magic
(Mmmm, woahh)