Yeah, master the cards
I'm a rich kid, I'll get what I want
Got enough mint, got grips on the gods
Got your whole squad on the board like they're pawns
Flip that quick cast spell and they're gone
Hit 'em up, lit like graveyard bombs
I play the bit, got wit like Bond
I'll make a play, call me James like LeBron
Calling shots, I'm a referee
Nobody's gon' get the best of me
Hear the screams, yeah they're begging please
Mary B, I got the recipе
I'm antagonistic as well
You're old tech likе AOL
Touch my bro, I'll give you hell
You're gonna wish for the shadow realm yea
Try as you might, you can't fight it
I make the cards shine, they're calling me Midas
I'm like a god so you better be pious
Never been overwhelmed like Leonidus
No flex zone, I'm known as the best
Test Seto, I'm honing the craft
Get wrecked, foes don't hope to be next
Blue eyes white - well you know the rest