Trap magic

(Intro) (Chorus) Junkies at the front doe I keep an automatic I’ve got that magic Pills powder, Perc’s , and pounds (X2) (Verse) Junkies at the front doe I keep an automatic Lab in my trailer Making magic for these addicts Jay ville to Cabot Crime bluff to hustle ville Started with a dub About to double up a couple bills Oxy Cotton pills I got them for the low Put you on that white bitch Sniffing up the snow Black tar hair, Ron Bumping up a vein Nitrous oxide Take it straight to the brain Street pharmaceuticals I keep them medicated Angel dust Trippin Got you chirping like a pigeon Drop a couple Xanax Followed by Quaalude So fucking high Got you calling out to hey Seuss (Chorus) Junkies at the front doe I keep an automatic I’ve got that magic Pills powder, Perc’s , and pounds (X2) (Verse) Trippin all alone You took one too many pills After tonight You gonna know that magic for real Your frozen right steel You can’t even fucking move Paranoid like a bitch What the hell you gonna do? Uppers and downers Hell, I got all rounders Have you sitting sideways While I’m getting paid Have you laid Stiff like a zombie Fucked up like you never been You fill it deep within This is how your night starts You got six more hours to go you feel the sensation From head to toe Come back for moe When you finally come down I got that magic Pills, powder,perks, and pounds (Chorus) Junkies at the front doe I keep an automatic I’ve got that magic Pills powder, Perc’s , and pounds (X2)