Magic City lyrics

[Intro: Fivio Foreign]
(AXL)
(M.W.A. Music)
(Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Huh
Turn that sh*t up

[Chorus: Quavo & Fivio Foreign]
Real n*ggas and ratchet b*tches (Huh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Boom, boom)
I f*ck my b*tch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
Ass and titties (Like), hundred and fifties (Yeah)
b*tch, I'm going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turned my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (Grrah)
I killed 'em, I killed 'em, they gone, they gone (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 1: Quavo & Fivio Foreign]
Yeah, look
What the f*ck? (What?) If it's up
n*gga, buck (Soo), try your luck (Do somethin')
b*tch bad, but I had to put her up (Put her up)
Had to grab my other monkey nuts (Boom)
Gotta slide when a n*gga been touched (Skrrt)
Gotta ride with the gang, it's a must (Go)
Got a ratchet lil' b*tch that I lay low with, whеn it's smoke, gotta treat her likе a sl*t (Baow, baow, baow)
[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign]
I don't need to look in her eyes (Huh, yeah)
I can tell she a vibe
She reppin' the gang and I felt like she was mine
She throw up the set and she yell, "Free the guys" (Woo)
Huh, look, I pay the money, n*ggas gon' die (I pay the money, n*ggas gon' die)
Huh, yeah, if I pay the money, n*ggas gon' die (Grrt, baow)

[Verse 3: Quavo & Fivio Foreign]
We get money, n*gga, but what is you on? (What?)
The same day we get it, the same day it's gone (Woo)
Back on my grizzy, I'm back on my business, Lil' Huncho, lil' n*gga, I'm back on the throne
Went bust down when they were looking for the plain Patek (Ice)
But I left it at home (Ice)
Molly, Perky, Xanny, Jesus, and Addy
Pipe it and get in my zone (Yeah, hey, yeah, look, yeah)

[Verse 4: Fivio Foreign]
You n*ggas can't even give me advice
I like the ice when it's hittin' the light
I got a Grammy to get me tonight
And I was so nice that they listened to me twice
n*gga, I cracked the face on the AP and I ain't even get it fixed (Huh, what?)
I don't wanna get it fixed (Wanna get it fixed)
Got too much money to give a sh*t (Yeah)
She know my body, she shaking her ass
Jump in the car and I'm breaking the dash (Skrrt)
You listening slow, I ain't saying it fast
She sat on the drugs, so she making me mad (Woo)
Yeah, yeah, smoking Cookies (Smoking Cookies, look)
I got hundred thousand dollars worth in jewelry
Try to book me, n*gga
[Chorus: Quavo & Fivio Foreign]
Real n*ggas and ratchet b*tches (Uh)
Hundred racks when the racks too skinny (Baow, baow)
I f*ck my b*tch and I get back to business (Woo, woo)
Thinking 'bout turning Brooklyn into Magic City (Huh)
Ass and titties (Like), hundred and fifties (Yeah)
b*tch, I'm going viral, put that on the Bible (Woo)
Turned my shooters to snipers, killed 'em on the arrival (Soowoo)
I killed 'em, I killed 'em, they gone, they gone (Baow, baow, baow, baow)