Trap Magic

[Intro: Lil Quita]
He can edit that out anyways...
This gon be the intro to our song?

[Verse 1: Lil Quita]
Lil Quita how you doin' how you pass?
Ain't nothin' to it I just pull up on the gas
With them labels on my ass
Young chano reppin
So you know I finna pass
Continue with the tweekin'
Imma hit ya with the mass
Ya baby momma reefin'
Cuz she know i got the grass
And ya baby momma suin'
Cuz she know i got the stacks
But yo baby momma mooing
Ain't nothin to it
I control her like a puppet
She playin so u know I finna cut it
Here we go whiteafghan

[Verse 2: WhiteAfghan]
Man this shit pumping
Took a beat and flipped it
Something from nothing
Bitch I'm a genius
The hoe's love me
From my bars to my penis
You ain't gotta life fam, I know
You feeling this (that's right)
I can diss anyone like I'm the sister
Of phineas. Cold flow, cold soul
Fam I'm amphibious
No fakes in The Beacs, only real
WhiteAfghan on the track bringing his sex appeal
But it's Ramadan and I'm tryna catch a meal
Exam season right now so I gotta pass Geo...
GEO! Aghhh GEO!!

[Verse 3: Lil Quita]
Lil shorty, girl you know you gotta take a seat
Hoppin' out of doors, kicking back, Señorita
Put in the info when I give ya'll the deta
But ya'll already know I ain't neither
Ain't got no time (ain't got no time)
Ya'll know I mean it

[Outro: Lil Quita & WhiteAfghan]
(Talking in background)

[WhiteAfghan:]
Haha.. fuck them niggas

[Lil Quita:]
Lil Quita in the cut
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