East London Magician

Grah, grah, grah

Gang-gang-gang

Everything dead (Grah, grah)

Every opp shot

Everything dead, every opp shot, every flocka shot

I was laughin' when that boy was lackin'

Catch lil leeky, we gon' end up clappin'

OGE, yeah we blitzin' like it's Madden

Spin the 8, we tryna catch Assassin

Spin what? (Grah) Spin who? (Grah)

Oh, I forgot we smokin' Boomer too (Boomer)

Met a little baddie, she shakin' the room (Grah-grah)

She gon shoot if I tell her to shoot (Like)

She get neaky (Neaky), she get naughty

She up the beam right up under the .40 (40)

I don't care, if it's up then it's stuck

Everything dead, b***h we don't give a f*ck (Like)

Sha Gz, when I spin through just duck

Aim for his dreads, hollow hit, he was slumped

Grah

That's facts, we made it

All them other p***y niggas baited

I was grindin' while them niggas hated

Big Die Gzz, now look at they faces

Now I'm rich, now I'm lit

Carry my knocks 'cause I'm still on that s**t

Try to run up, and get turned to a spliff

PJ be drivin', but still tryna hop out the whip

Got the drop so we gotta go blitz

Brodie on point and he still tryna catch him a rip

Mori Blixk, don't forget you a faggot (Faggot)

Catch Kha, that's a Brooklyn basket (Grah-grah)

Like who savage?

Matt Sav, he got put in a package

If it's Fifth to the Sev, let 'em have it (Have it)

Ayo Nesty, go and get you a ratchet (Bitch)

Or the Gates gon' be carryin' your caskets

Once again we don't f*ck with no flockas (Grah-grah)

Trynna up it, change a n***a roster (Roster)

Wearin' Amiri denims like the shotter (Grah-glah)

You can't spin through my block you impostor (Bitch)

Lefty throwin' shots, it's hot as lava (Lava)

I was laughin' when that boy was lackin'

Catch lil leeky, we gon' end up clappin'

OGE, yeah we blitzin' like it's Madden

Spin the 8, we tryna catch Assassin (Bitch)

Spin what? (Grah) Spin who? (Grah)

Oh, I forgot we smokin' Boomer too (Boomer)

I was grindin' while them niggas hated

Big Die Gzz, now look at they faces

Now I'm rich, now I'm lit

Carry my knocks 'cause I'm still on that s**t

Try to run up and get turned into a spliff

PJ be drivin' but still tryna hop out the whip