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letra de magic city - dexelz

[intro]
(i love you, dex)

[chorus]
lil’ b-tch a freak, tryna f-ck on the team (f-ck on the team)
a whole lotta racks, can’t fit on my jeans (fit on my jeans)
a whole lotta rats tryna get to that cheese (to that cheese)
but i can’t snitch on a n-gga (snitch on a n-gga)
4l my gang, big double-o-seven, i’m slime (yeah)
i won’t switch on a n-gga (i can’t switch on a n-gga)

[verse 1]
f-ck it, i’ll put the switch on a n-gga, he dead
five attachments and my beam infrared (frrt, frrt)
benjamin, blue strip (oh yeah)
whole lotta money be talkin’, it’s dead (it’s dead)
dex ’bout to pull a lil’ tool out the shed (out the shed)
pop at a n-gga, where his face go? (yeah)
whole lotta cheese like queso (phew)
a whole lotta bands on a n-gga
dex be poppin’ rubber bands like these b-tches percs
’cause it feels so right (oh yeah)
f-ck it, i’ll walk down, put a lil’ n-gga in my sight
mario bro’, lil’ b-tch get piped (get piped)
up in the club, throwin’ bands all night
ain’t no ones, i got fifties, ho
rubber bands (i know), pop a titty, ho
where my drac’? (i can’t lie)
’bout to shoot a n-gga in his eye (oh yeah)
walk down, gang make that n-gga see the light
[chorus]
lil’ b-tch a freak, tryna f-ck on the team (oh yeah)
a whole lotta racks, can’t fit on my jeans (fit on my jeans)
a whole lotta rats tryna get to that cheese (to that cheese)
but i can’t snitch on a n-gga (snitch on a n-gga)
4l my gang, big double-o-seven, i’m slime (i’m slime)
i won’t switch on a n-gga (yeah)

[verse 2]
got a hundred racks in a bag (phew, phew)
i got plenty more up in the bank (up in the bank)
f-ck ’bout a b-tch and the sh-t that she think, b-tch (that she think)
i’m ’bout to roll up that za and it stank (that za and it stank)
catch me a k!ll, got yo’ twin in this blunt (in this blunt, yeah)
slay that lil’ ho, me and twin on a hunt (on a hunt, yeah)
i got fifties (yeah), got a hundred on (hundred on)
magic city (magic city), throwin’ hundred-b-lls (hundred-b-lls)
i got bands (yeah), i got plenty on (plenty on)
8-8-808 in a blunt, smokin’ loud
sprinter van finna pull up to your town (phew)
n-gga talkin’ sh-t, bullets to they mouth
bullets to the head, bullets in your body (grr, phew)
bi-b-tch wanna f-ck and she know i’m ’bout it
took her pound town, d-ck all in her body
rollin’ off of molly, can’t n0body stop me (phew)
yves saint laurent (ysl), hold my gen5 (yeah)
ysl sh-t, n-ggas know i’m slime (n-ggas know i’m slime)
[chorus]
li-li’ b-tch a freak, tryna f-ck on the team (f-ck on the team)
a whole lotta racks, can’t fit on my jeans (fit on my jeans)
a whole lotta rats tryna get to that cheese (to that cheese)
but i can’t snitch on a n-gga (snitch on a n-gga)
4l my gang, big double-o-seven, i’m slime (yeah)
i won’t switch on a n-gga (i can’t switch on a n-gga)

[outro]
no, i can’t—
no, i can’t switch on a n-gga

- dexelz

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