Abracadabra (feat. Jay Jones & Euro)

[Jay Jones]

Mula!

Yeah, look

I'ma tell you all this last time, don't get involved

Bullets start, ripping through the walls

Hit your baby momma, and the house door

We making house calls

I'm an outlaw, in the south ward

Knock your ass out, if you talk stupid

Got a big dick, so I walk stupid

She got that hit it quick in the car booty (Hold on)

Bad hoes need to get a raise, Lame niggas tryna get away

But all your diamonds need to get appraised, you in the way

Too many nights I was out lurking, mine in the days

Nine days on my ocean drive with a bad bitch lyin in the shades

Sipping minute maid, gotta penetrate, let me demonstrate

Got the Jones soda with the drink in it

Got a backwood with the dank in it

Party ain't popping if we ain't in it

Go Blake Griffin, might flex on 'em

That's too much sauce

I bet them hoes know who I are

They treat a nigga like a superstar and that's what I am

I got your bitch but that's my bitch

So that's our bitch and that's all cool

When you trip out, won't dip out

She just call me and I fall through

And that's bad news

Hold these nuts, cashews

Vroom, I flew past you

New whips here, what the bags do, past cool

[Euro]

My enemies should get a good breakfast and a cup of coffee

I know refugees that don't rush things, they kill 'em softly

My closet still got Nike boxes and a couple corpses

Look, even though I'll never sell my soul, I got a couple offers

Don't think about it, I smoke about it, I drink about it

They rap a body, then rap about it

Sink the body, then sing about it

Zip the body, then sip about it

Fuck the world, I'ma still get some cool things up out it

If a CEO wanna dance all in my video, I need a big deposit

Swerve, swerve, I'm back on 'em

I bet I'm turning my back on 'em

I fuck, then see if Tune, Jay Jones, Hoody or Mack want 'em

Real shit, I've seen good girl go to airports with that pack on 'em

Trill shit, I've seen bad bitches with good genes but I slack on 'em

I ain't focused there

Gotham City, got Batmans and Jokers there

I'm in the club but I'm in the cut, they got cameras here like Oprah's here

Since a kid, I heard gunshots, mothers cry, all the shit soldiers hear

So I had to Abracadabra, voila just to make hope appear

Young

[Lil Wayne]

Abracadabra, Abracadabra!

We rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened

Copperfield, I just popped a seal

You dont believe in magic, but you know that I'm for real

Voila, Voila! Ta-da, Ta-da!

Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!

Told my momma, nana

I'm doing my count

Don't ruin my count

Bust to em, I'm out

Voila, Voila! Ta-da, Ta-da!

Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!

Mama, nana

I'm doing my count

Don't ruin my count

Bust to em, I'm out, Voila!

Magic Dust, yeah that's a rush

Got her cracking up, crying all at once

Man, that was fun , Im spazzing up

Im gassing up that Cali stuff, that massacre

Im magical with chemicals

And smashing stuff, Metallica

Satanical like Skeletor

You're greener than a salad bar

I leave from here to Africa

To read some Maya Angelou

And prank a call, you acting all Di Caprio

We trap and go from caserole

We back and fourth in traffic with that Macklemore

That magic snow, it's always cold

And my freak on that molly water

I met this bitch on Collins

But she out the hood, her mama cook

I'm on the way, Im on a stage

The Magic show, I feel like Dave

I walk on water, float in air

I'm over there, I'm in your face

I pop up out of nowhere

Bap-bap at your doorbell

Disappear in thin air

All we leave is smoke there

Smoking roadkill, she on coke here

Stash is sticking to her nosehair

I'm a magician in the motel

Moving tricks for wholesale

Hold on, abracadabra

The data don't matter

We rata-ta-ta-ta, over the chatter

We got mo' ammo than Granma

Hammers and hammers

Pull up in Lambos

Shoot up the cameras

Die in pyjamas

Find you with Sam and your wife and your mamas

All in your family, I'm balling like Magic

Voila!

Abracadabra, Abracadabra!

We rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened

Copperfield, I just popped a cell

You dont believe in magic, but you know that I'm for real

Voila, Voila! Ta-da, Ta-da!

Voila! Voila! Mula! Voila!

Momma, nana

I'm doing my count

Don't ruin my count

Bust to em, I'm out, Voila

Abracadabra, Abracadabra!

We rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened

Copperfield, I just popped a seal

You dont believe in magic

But you know that I'm too real, Voila, Voila !

OVO shorts, high socks

Music is art, Basquiat

Niggas is squares hopscotch

Time out, nana, I got sauce you dryed out

I'm big boss, you big mouth

Magic show don't miss out

Voila !

What haven't I done yet?

I haven't Bungee jumped, err, haven't been to Mount Everest

Err, take that back, I've probably have been to Mount Everest

Probably flown over it, probably rolled past it and it just was twisted, you nah mean?

That's real shit, real shit, real shit

Holla at my friends, they will let you know slime has sat down

And probably at with the president, and whatever president it was at the time

Totally don't remember, you nah mean?

But I do remember, Obama saying my name in a speech, shoutout Obama

But still, what haven't I done yet

Release Carter 5