Hit-Boy - Harry Potter (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: T.I.] (Go) Bricks stacked up in a high pile G-4 flying, No Sky-miles Get it, whip it, give it to whoever in the city Hard, soft, girl, boy, decisions, decisions All I can do is envision all this dough I been gettin' And just to think back a quarter key was the mission And now I'm weighing fish scale on a big scale Hopin' I can evade the law and stay outta jail My relative gave me work, I made it disappear Like Harry Potter got that choppe in the window seal My cousin wanna a brick I tell him "Listen here you better bring my money back quick" And he replied like this [Hook: Yung Booke & T.I.] Man, I can't even fit this money in a rubberband Right hand get tied I just whip it wit my other hand If I can't make that brick jump back, I bet my brother can Off in my trap junkies bitin' like piranha man And if they ask we got the whip game proper If the brick game droppa Make 'em disappear we just call it Harry Potter Got the whip game proper My clique aim choppers Make 'em disappear we just call it Harry Potter, man [Verse 2: Yung Booke] (Flya) Straight drop, got Jays playing Sideline Telvin Young boys got them racks in the sideline clutchin' Cheese on ya head now you a fan of the packers We be stiffer than a statue, We seprano style wackin' Phone ringing, Its about to have a ticket calling Get off of work, we all gone be Jordan and Pippin ballin' Yeah, cause I'mma whip it til it lock Set it out until you got and distribute to the block I'm motivated by big faces, I need guack My only friends is God Almighty and snake cops Some of my n***as hustlin' and some of 'em knocked How many quit the game and the other was in the box FLYA [Hook] [Bridge: Yung Booke] And we just call it Harry Potter, man (x4) [Verse 3: Spodee] UGH! You try me you disappear, we call it Harry Potter Just gotta ho, I tell her come sit on this Terry Carter I get my b**hes from the birds I'm from the swamp though And I be fresh everyday, b**h I'm young Spode I mix the coke with the water like I'm chemist I'm smoking until I'm finished I'm focused and independent You locals is my apprentice Ugh, A lot of haters want my campaign to end I f**ed a n***a b**h and I champagned her friend And I just acquired another a fan, I'm truly swag If yo boyfriend get wrong, I'mma shoot his a** I'mma young boss playa, make a thick game holla If this rap sh** fall, I got my whip game proper, Spodee [Hook] [Verse 4: Rich Kidd Shawty] You gotta whip it with ya shoulda if you tryna get that rover But that photo panamera probably be a lil' collet, yeah The trap hop, skip, jumpin' Gas, no air, I got my ma f**ers pumpin' Bricks, no rocks that's the ma f**ing function And if you try to rob I make ya head do the punkin Finger licking delicious, check it homie got brickes Sixes like Fannamy, y'all know what n***as thinkin' I rock the leather coat like a ma f**ing Italian Dookie Gold Rope like the ma f**ing medallion Bird flappin' It's the home of the falcons They got me in the middle of the trap like Malcolm Whip transforming like the yellow camaro Blockin' the skellos smokin the rellos [Hook] Make you disappear like Harry Potter