[Intro]
Ayy, leave a spell, 03
Ayy, leave a spell on your clique

[Chorus]
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past n***a
Zip a n***a up in plastic
I'm the n***a goin' up, a n***a savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift, it's a curse
Nah n***a I ain't average
I'm the n***a goin' up, I'm a savage

[Verse]
Put a spell on that bitch in my verse, that's a whole quote
Chop a bitch off where the hoes go
Blood money on my neck, bitch I made it rose gold
All my peoples Pasadena like the Rose Bowl
More gas than my teachers off a whole flow
Watered down, from the bleachers to the end zone
Cheerleaders smoke dope, kickin' shit, no clothes
You see LA, I just run out, wonder where her clothes go?
Do it behind closed doors, sippin' lean, I won't dose
New sweater made by junkie made by Kezno in my Benzo
Get her on her ass like a movie that's suspenseful
Ten tre day, I'm soldiered down like ten-four
Long live King Yella, free my n***a TK
Fuck her in that prison with the damus and keyways
Or up in the dub from the arm to the peach cake
Peter-rollin' rollin', I ain't never been a cheapskate
[Chorus]
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo)
Pull up on me it get tragic
Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past n***a
Zip a n***a up in plastic
I'm the n***a goin' up, a n***a savage
It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift, it's a curse
Nah n***a I ain't average
I'm the n***a goin' up, I'm a savage