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young jaays - magician lyrics

[chorus]
aye, yeah, just being real, f+ck all these n+ggas (f+ck em)
aye, p+ssy boy get out my face, uh, if you ain’t talking bout figures
aye, i was in the trap, sweaty lo tee, off drugs busting traps with my n+ggas (yeah)
and you know i’m still pressing 5 for the guys, for my n+ggas that’s locked in that system (yeah)
and it ain’t nun to get you fried on the guys, one call my man frizzy gon’ get you (frizzy)
but i call him “backdoor houdini”, he’ll make you disappear just like a magician (d+mn)
you know i made your b+tch eat my kids and i told that lil’ b+tch that sh+t good nutrition
aye, yeah, that ain’t fendi facts, n+gga that’s looking like fiction (aye)

[verse]
aye, i’m giving my all just to kick that b+tch out but i said “baby you cannot kick it”
but she said “young jaay you really so dope in real life baby onе more time can i just l!ck it?”
aye, any problеm that i came across, wasn’t bout’ sh+t to fix it (oh yeah?)
ever seen a glock turn to a fully? it ain’t bout’ sh+t to switch it (aye)
switch it up, switch it up, yeah
bl!ck it up, bl!ck it up, yeah
i got my tooly tucked, yeah
tell my young n+gga shoot it up, yeah
i just f+cked on a b+tch from the other side, i told that hoe to just boot it up, yeah
more than dumb if you shoot at us, yeah
blast em (aye)
who your friend? i want that one (what?)
not that one, that one (aye)
got more b+tches than a classroom, yeah
i f+cked your b+tch in the bathroom, yeah
he kept wolfing on the net, then the next thing you know then that sh+t done got bad for him, yeah
these n+ggas can’t shoot they got bad form, yeah (bad form)
no way
[chorus]
aye, yeah, just being real, f+ck all these n+ggas
aye, p+ssy boy get out my face, uh, if you ain’t talking bout figures
aye, i was in the trap, sweaty lo tee, off drugs busting traps with my n+ggas (yeah)
and you know i’m still pressing 5 for the guys, for my n+ggas that’s locked in that system (yeah)
and it ain’t nun to get you fried on the guys, one call my man frizzy gon’ get you
but i call him “backdoor houdini”, he’ll make you disappear just like a magician (aye)
you know i made your b+tch eat my kids and i told that lil’ b+tch that sh+t good nutrition
aye, yeah, that ain’t fendi facts, n+gga that’s looking like fiction (aye)

- young jaays lyrics

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