Magic Johnson Lyrics by Ian
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Mm, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yo’ ho tryna hit this— (Uh), I guess I could take one too
I don’t think I could take much more, it ain’t right if I fake what’s true
If I looked in the mirror and saw yo’ ass, I prolly would hate me too
I go pedal to metal, this car go fast, she like when I make that, “Vroom”
She like, “ian, what you made this month?” I’m like “Bae, let me give you a estimate”
If I had much less then I had right now, I’d prolly retire forever still
Inside my chest, I’m doubling down, it’s too late to look for the exit
Finna hit that ground so goddamn hard, nobody will ever come catch me
I’m just tryna be myself, I got everybody mad at me for it (Everybody mad)
I hit the beat so hard, they give me assault plus battery for it (Assault, uh-huh)
This an expensive car, ten times whatever yo’ salary is (Huh)
These some big-ass pockets, I probably should get ’em a salad or somethin’
P-Pass it, M-Magic John—, money talk to Magic Johnson
I don’t see no funds involved, so you can’t get attention from me
Big bro got one hundred, uh, you first up in contention for ’em
I’m gon’ keep my head up high ’til someone come and take it from me
It’s hard for me to stress when I got payment comin’ in
Keep beggin’ for that sauce, they seem like Plankton with the shit
Not worried ’bout the distance, private plane to see that bitch
Thought we had somethin’ goin’, such a shame to see that end (Hol’ up, yeah)
Yo’ ho tryna hit this— (Uh), I guess I could take one too
I don’t think I could take much more, it ain’t right if I fake what’s true
If I looked in the mirror and saw yo’ ass, I ‘prolly would hate me too
I go pedal to metal, this car go fast, she like when I make that, “Vroom”
(And she like when I make that, “Vroom”)
(And she like when I make that, “Vroom”)