Future — Magic Rick Ross Yo Gotti & T.I. Remix

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] Rubberband on my hundo Honeygrams for my condo Your girl love my convo, stood in line for my Concords Encore! Gave that bitch an encore Fucked me like a freshman, but That ass just so sophomore Said she got that Glock in line Yeah, what's your GPA I'm in my Chevy bangin like I'm out of East LA Them bricks be jumping fast Call me a Chick-Fil-A Your girl, I cut her ass just like I did today If you dream it, live it We young niggas living YSL duffle, already know what's in it I see No Limits: make em say uhh! I see no niggas with this 100 round drum Pullin out the club, you know I handle mine Takin all these hatin niggas' bitches every time Had to pop the trunk, pull out the chopper like it's magic 50 grand on my lap, poof! Like it's magic [Hook:] Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot, leavin' Magic 2 bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic The way I make the work disappear, call it magic Sippin on the purple, any other drink magic Voila! Magic I'm awake ? cause I forgot to do my taxes Called my accountant, he gonna make you do magic ? driver tell him drop me at the airport The way y'all smoke the blunts ? 50,000 dollars on a suit, scarf and tie KE and young Future bringing down the fire