​magical.

[Chorus]
I gotta get out of the trenches, it's serious
12 get behind me, fast and the furious
Like what you make it, this shit a experience
Death an illusion, you wanna experiment
Men go to war, so for me, it's just natural
Niggas be capping, them raps are not factual
Tell you a lie, but won't tell you the actual
Two-man blitz, me and Woo moving tactical
Down set hut, let the green tip tackle you
I got a trick up my sleeve, feeling magical
I got that shit up my sleeve, I could damage you
I got your bitch on her knees, she on camera
Nigga see stick and freeze up like a mannequin
No back and forth, I ain't with the shenanigans
Calm and collected, no time for the panicking

[Verse 1]
Niggas be loafing outside on them backstreets
Purping on live, now they shit at a track meet
That ain't your dog, man, that nigga the police
Why is you telling these bitches you know me?
I gotta monkey on my back like Doe B
Step back, shoot in your face and say, "Kobe"
Gotta roll out, nigga twisting up OG
Niggas too little, better go get ya OG
Shawty gon' give me her soul 'til she OD
I can do bad by myself fuck a CO-D
He sipping green 'cause he can't buy the codeine
Niggas be hot, they be working the bodeine
Paving the way and we did it with no team
Family, cousin, uncle, nothing, no team
Niggas got all the shit to say with no green
Nigga you mad 'cause you ain't chasing your dreams

[Verse 2]
Uh, I see this shit from a birds-eye view like a plane
Get the belt to your ass, you don't stay in your lane
Got a hundred thunderstorms from making it rain
Get to kamikaze chopping, play with my name
They ain't wanna let us in and give up the game
They ain't wanna see us win and turn up our name
You ain't get it out the soil, nigga, you lame
Nigga got it out the oil, we ain't the same

[Chorus]
I gotta get out of the trenches, it's serious
12 get behind me, fast and the furious
Like what you make it, this shit a experience
Death an illusion you wanna experiment
Men go to war so for me its just natural
Niggas be capping them raps are not factual
Tell you a lie but won't tell you the actual
Two man blitz me & woo moving tactical
Down set hut let the green tip tackle you
I gotta trick up my sleeve feeling magical
I got that shit up my sleeve i could damage you
I got your bitch on her knees she on camera
Nigga see stick and freeze up like a mannequin
No back and forth i ain't with the shenanigans
Calm and collected, no time for the panicking