CRISS ANGEL

[Intro]
(Shotti you psycho)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh yeah
Uh yeah, uh yeah

[Hook]
Walk up in the bitch, all black fit
Magic, magic, magic, magic, magic
Imma do a trick, Chris Angel, vanish
Up all night, I be tweakin' off the acid
Hunnid in a bottle, disappear like magic
Magic, magic, magic, magic

[Verse 1]
Good dope I roll it
Hulk like I'm Hogan
Stuck like I'm Snowden
In the low I'm copin'
Cannot even say nothin', I ain't with the bullshit
Pockets be on roadkill, that shit lookin' bloated
Took my girl to the city, bitch we gon' eat good
Debit card on the bill, bitch I don't even look
I'm a dog, big boss
Just like Bicflame, I'm the guy
Good dope, good smoke
Yeah I love gettin' high

[Hook]
Walk up in the bitch, all black fit
Magic, magic, magic, magic, magic
Imma do a trick, Chris Angel, vanish
Up all night, I bе tweakin' off the acid
Hunnid in a bottle, disappеar like magic
Magic, magic, magic, magic

[Verse 2]
I need me a [?] with a trunk in the front
Beach house with a good view, smokin' a blunt
My momma the plug
[?]
4th down, no punt, touch down on the run

[Outro]
Walk up in the bitch, all black fit
Magic, magic, magic, magic, magic
Imma do a trick, Chris Angel, vanish
Up all night, I be tweakin' off the acid
Magic, magic, magic, magic, magic, magic, magic, magic