Wizard Ft. PROP

Cuz I'm riding wit a stick, huh

Then we empty out the clips, huh

DontENV



I feel like a wizard cause I'm riding with a stick, huh

She told us you home, so we empty out the clips, huh

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

I feel like a wizard cause I'm riding with a stick, huh

She told us you home, so we empty out the clips, huh

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip



Yeah, you know what it is

You know what we on

You know if I make it I'ma put us on

And she love my music

She know every song

But that's just how my life is

You can't blame a song

What you blame it on

Like who you faking for

Why you gotta gun

Like what you waiting for

You ain't seen the sun

Since you can't make a score

See you wit no clout, huh

I can't get the door, huh

Shoot you in yo mouth, huh

You can't rap no more, ugh

Always had my doubt, huh

I can't care no more, ugh

If I had a girl, huh

I can't stare no more

But I love these hoes

I gotta get some more



Gotta some more

Yeah I love these hoes

I gotta get some more

Yeah I love your souls

I gotta get some more

See you wit no clout, huh

I can't get the door



I feel like a wizard cause I'm riding with a stick, huh

She told us you home, so we empty out the clips, huh

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

I feel like a wizard cause I'm riding with a stick, huh

She told us you home, so we empty out the clips, huh

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip



Fast and furious, riding wit the weapon

If you tryna find me, I'm in the luxury section

I can't fuck wit thotties cause they always acting extra

Leaving wit the I A L, gets final with the FN

Riding wit yo bitch in back

Brand new Birkin on her bag

Looking fly, check the ties

Just in time got jet lag

Want you down bad, while I count the stacks

These just cost me a rack

And I'm sick of the wack shit

You're calling tactics

Got the ice on my wrist

Had to fill it with malice

Got me wondering

Got me feeling like Alice

Take you where you want

Girl just point at the atlas

Don't care where you from

Girl I know you need practice

You can knock me down

But we bounce back like elastic



I feel like a wizard cause I'm riding with a stick, huh

She told us you home, so we empty out the clips, uh

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

I feel like a wizard cause I'm riding with a stick, huh

She told us you home, so we empty out the clips, uh

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip

Ride wit yo bitch, gimme face then we dip



Cuz I'm riding wit a stick, huh

Then we empty out the clips, huh