Yung Gravy - Magic lyrics

[Intro] Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh It's Jason Rich, baby Oh, baby! [Chorus] Gravy get near, your b**h disappear, I call that sh** magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that sh** tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that sh** automatic (Woah) I'm catchin' spells, you takin' L's, sh** is fantastic [Post-Chorus] Pull up on a b**h and get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie (Ay) Got that sauce, Fettuccine, Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ay) sh**, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach What a bad b**h, she finished Gravy get near, your career get finished [Verse 1] I'm like open sesame, now your b**h right next to me Pipe up, that's my destiny, call that sh** finnessery, baby Ooh, that's a flex; do a little trick, now your b**h is your ex Heard my voice, now she tryna have s— (Woah) Flexin' on ya too complex, baby [Bridge] Ala-ka-f**in-zam I'm like, "b**h, who is your mans?" Abracadabra with these hands Hit your b**h with the shazam [Chorus] Gravy get near, your b**h disappear, I call that sh** magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that sh** tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that sh** automatic (Woah) I'm catchin' spells, you takin' L's, sh** is fantastic [Post-Chorus] Pull up on a b**h and get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie, baby Got that sauce, Tortellini; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ay) sh**, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach What a bad b**h, she finished Gravy gettin' in, your career get finished [Verse 2] I'm so sorry that I had to end it Gravy served it up, like I'm playin' f**in' tennis 2018, I'll be runnin' for the Senate Gravy took your b**h, that's a f**in' epidemic (Crazy) Hear the bird call, and your b**h come hither Your b**h in my line, and the goods get delivered Pull up and I splash like a motherf**in' river Wrist so cold, make a grown man shiver [Outro] Gravy get near, your b**h disappear, I call that sh** magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that sh** tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that sh** automatic (Woah) I'm catchin' spells, you takin' L's, sh** is fantastic Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum