Ken Deezy - Magicianship lyrics

[Verse 1: Ken Deezy] Hey motherf**er pa** that Sick of all these half a** rappers Trying to talk 'bout what they got but ain't got half that Fast track livin' mixed with fast a** women Gettin twisted off of Half Fast pitchers are you wit' it? You say you wit it if he spittin, you don't know the difference b**h I'm motherfucckin gifted He can't get it how I get it I f** with different women and they tend to get offended But it's cool for the minute cause she loving how I'm hittin' I'm all off on the beat like a motherf**ing digit And if you got a problem, motherf**er we could get it What you know about it? I'm on the grind while you isn't Got product to get around and probably you should get it We wit' it [Verse 2: Mars] Yo if Deezy finished up, I pick it up right where he left off The hardest bars belong to Mars, but often I get slept on Tempurpedic, roll the weed, I need to keep these blimps lit Senoritas fiending tryin' to meet me on some pimp sh** Lamborghini dreaming while we leaning on some pink sip World tour scheming and I'm feeling to bring the team with We going all in, f** what anybody say Future Heroes in a rush to make it like we runnin' late Rappers in the club, blowing cash, feeling f**ing great Once we drop, your sales are gonna crash, you better pump the brakes My college teachers wouldn't give me any f**in' A's That's okay, I'll come back and throw cash in they f**in' face [Verse 3: Ken Deezy] Yeah the flow like magic Merlin, Earving, verses cla**ic I spit it with the madlibs Kick a rhythm while I'm twisting cabbage We talking business if you talking at me You f**ing with the captain I'm feeling to k** this rap sh** Closed captioned Holla when I get it in, the flow so fashion You f**ing ratchet b**hes and your whole crew smashin' I'm big spliff pa**in' f** whoever been askin' [Verse 4: Mars] On that BBC tip, give a f** about a b**h People tell me we the sh**, I tell 'em get up off my dick Want some Ferragamo kicks, a little gold around my wrist Smoke the loudest, get a couple thousand every time I spit Cause the flow too cla**ic, your whole crew average If we hand our number out they dial us, Mavericks Murder on the mic always spitting something tragic Ken pa** me the Henny sip the bottle then I pa** it 2X Addicted to this rap sh**, won't ever kick the habit I don't need no practice, on top like a hat is Bunch of dimes all around and all they tits are plastic Boy my trade is crafted, this mainstream got laughin' Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds Always spitting acid Party like a frat kid and always get it crackin' Everybody trying to rap, but all these kids is slackin' Future Heroes taking over, we the main attraction