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black magic - chuuwee & trizz lyrics

[verse 1: chuuwee]
yea, all this hate i gotta shake it off me
all this love i gotta make an army
f-ck the bank i’m tryna break his pockets
use a shoe box to make a bank deposit
sponsored out like a concert
why the dresser lookin like macys closet
still skatin wit an hp on me
and a wad wit me try take it from me
wit a bad b-tch that i trained well
now her mind state is on matriarchy
when we outside we gone scr-pe the parking lot
skip the line and dont pay for parking
bad vibes i gotta shake em off me
yall fake and phoney no make up on me
all this love i gotta make an arm
che gueverra in a pair of airs.. haha
i believed in magic.. and n-gga look what happened
now look at my status..
headed mainstream
wit a platinum underwater breathing apperatus
i just made a band. holy matrimony
snappin chattin the homie
ima get it crackin.. i just got a package
ima ship it pack it
i dont see distractions i just made a plan and ima make it happen
..i deserve a check.. i deserve respect
and i ain’t bout to ask em..
all this glow they wanna take it from me
keep the oven on im the bakers homie
come by myself and get flagrant on you
wit a foul shot like play charging

[hook: chuuwee]
i believe in magic ima get it crackin ima make it happen
i ain’t even rappin i just keep real catch me in the traffic
i can’t see the static i can’t see distractions look at all this status
i just made a plan and i just made a band watch me make it happen

[verse 2: trizz]
levis wit my hat back
laptop in my back pack
gps where that cash at
and i’m in route in that cadillac
talk sh-t with yo cap back
f-ck treats we p-ssed that
still dope wit no fast rap
and i’m all in if the track slap
socal where that cash at
where the white girls with the -ss at
where we smoke good and do dabs at
where we get high and go to cl-ss at
i’m so wild ima cl-ss act
beat drop and i g-ssed that
i ain’t cheatin if the -ss phat
in the backseat where i smashed at
i stress and smoke over situations
b-tches fakin and its n-ggas hatin
i ain’t trippin i’m just tryna make it
n-ggas changin cuz they think i’m famous
i ain’t gone lie sh-t i think i made it
i’m on a flight when they send the payment
jet laggin i f-ckin hate it
i’m p-ssed off and i’m irritated
first cl-ss in the flight plans
i need a blunt rolled when the flight land
come up short and we fight fam
count cash on my night stand
amsterdam in a sprite can
itch bad in my right hand
got paid bein a hype man
n standing parallel to the mic stand

- chuuwee trizz lyrics

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