Magic Wand

Everything that I do is about a check you can check so when you see me on your set its about a check you can check my timesheet gone show you that im about a check you can check and in the pen doing that I was about a check you can check nigga meet the plug build a bond now you the plug magic wand be lighting fast when flipping the bomb and re-up again magic wand but if you get caught why be a pawn don't tell them jack magic wand and have you some money so you can make bond and get that shit back magic wand THIS IS THE CHORUS
I got a magical wrist I can take 4 and a half and turn it to a six in the kitchen im whipping that bitch like im a pimp on a hoe that ain't turning no tricks yeah im known to kill a remix but my original song most likely a hit so I might pull up with your bitch blowing gas on the passenger seat making plays to get rich and she want me to kill her cut like fentanyl but im fitting all this dick in your bitch jaws heroin Satchy im that raw but yall still think we he haw free my nigga coke boy yeah we really sell dope boy get my number check my tomis sheet schedule 2 what it show boy nall for real im a trap nigga I don't know about you I don't gangbang but I like my money blue I ain't set tripping tho I take red fifties too and I pull up with a Chauffeur everytime I come thru ………………. THIS LAST LINE IS REPEATED 2 TIME ...………...FIRST VERSE
I don't got talent im gifted so people get lifted off shit I say in my rymes cause I ain't like most of these rappers I really cook crack and tote straps and make plays all the time check my rap sheet you think that im lying when I was doing time I trapped all thru the pen from turney center to west high nigga I was getting that pack in and triasdale too when I fell thru free my nigga Mac Keylow we struck for bombs no c4 and got em gone on the d-low I should teach hustlenomics like Young Joc at trap school like Bizzy Bird cause if I ain't got it I can get you served or woo anigga like west third I done came along way from trapping at Browntown when Lil Ark stayed across the street running thru them pounds and K.J. had them bricks and the city locked down and I seen Fatdaddy sell a rock off the ground hustle all thru my dna my daddy was a jay so my momma had to get it on her own then I fuck around and heard pocket full of stones every since then I been trying to get it gone …..