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[Verse 1: & Houdini]
line and pana match my kick
She got those big ol' that match her hip
And my niggas better ride, you get
She want love when Pressa need a
He tried to slide, he's hammer glitched
I'm makin all this money now I feel Mitch
I couldn't care a nigga or a bitch
I couldn't leave the trap I'd miss a lotta nips
And all that I buy, it's on my wrist
block boy just a lil bit from rich
Put thirty in the glam, now we walkin wit a stick
And trap it got big, boss Pressa he get big
Feels good ion gotta see my
wit tha shits you know i'm still tryna avoid her
I they mad cause a nigga crossed tha border
He been sittin on dat pack called that kid a lil
He called me a dealer, call me Richie Porter
Shooting no forward, ballin like Jalen
Trap house borin but we placin orders
Quarter-brick, half a feel like a OG (aye, aye)

2: Houdini]
Trappin my
Dem trips, I regret it
grains, no pellet
Free my felons
Drop top on Sunset, lil bitch get in
Even niggas upset, Valentino
Got two in my cup, wit two in my blunt
Dare a try some
Hot shit his run
They even up
like they be up
I can't a bitch
Or trust a slut
She up on tha kid
She can't get
Like glue, move it
Got in tha cut
You save money, don't buy
Shoutout tha plug, give me one
Don't feel you put me on
got it on my own

[Verse 3:
My opps ain't a
My shooters on
My niggas in jail
Bad bitches answer
Dat nigga on fire stop, drop, and roll
You want a but can't even drive a boat
me redfox, put em on the Redbox
Niggas pulled up on me, almost shot me by tha
We was trappin, turn down when tha stove hot
They was talkin sit down and sit like my grandpa
Sit like my lola
Best get some lola
And i'm feelin beamer but I ain't goin home (yuh)
Shooters gon on ya
Shooters all on ya
And my grandma don't trust niggas they go code red
I'm dat they wanna know
Trap wit double phones
to get it in by the low
Bricks are in tha low
If you know what I mean
house runnin like Krispy Kreme
I'ma vampire needa
He gon vomit you breathe
The opps they gon bleed and bleed
on tha scene
Yeah, he
Yeah my on debris