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Young Thug - Abracadabra (feat. Travis Scott) lyrics

Artist: Young Thug

album: BUSINESS IS BUSINESS (Metro's Version)


Abracadabra
Diamonds blinging, you can't see me like I'm Casper (yeah)
Take these b- to Four Seasons and then we wrestle (woah, yeah)
Every motherf- season, I get better (woah, yeah) (woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nose bleed (yeah)
All this gold on me looking like a trophy (yeah)
You from opp business, you don't know me (yeah)
Your b- riding my d- like she owe me (yeah, yeah)
First l- I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie
She seen the drip and then let me hit like Ginóbili
And I been looking 'round the city since a shawty (woo)
Ha, ha (woo, woo)
Ha, ayy
Mistress, mistress, tell me who my mistress is
Who the f- is the creator of the drip and sh-?
Got all these b- on my d- and yeah, they milkin' sh-
Niggas ain't doubled, doubled down 'cause we drippin' sh-
Just a diamond in the rough
I got a bag, I'm not gon' tussle
Got sick and tired of showing my muscle
I'm 'bout to take these n-
I'm making sure they missing
Um, listen, I was littin'
She shut up and catch a drip-drip
I got implants, not no fillings
Gucci, Louis shoes, and Fendi
Made a million, I was straight up off a -
Ha, ha (woo, woo)
Abracadabra
Diamonds blinging, you can't see me like I'm Casper (yeah)
Take these b- to Four Seasons and then we wrestle (woah, yeah)
Every motherf- season, I get better (woah, yeah) (woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nose bleed (yeah)
All this gold on me, looking like a trophy (yeah)
You from opp business, you don't know me (yeah)
Your b- riding my d- like she owe me (yeah, yeah)
First l- I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie
She seen the drip and then let me hit like Ginóbili
And I been looking around the city since a shawty (woo)
Ha, ha (woo, woo)
Ha, ayy
Abracadabra (woo)
When the rock disappear in my Shasta (yeah)
Way I poof to the crib down from NASA (yeah)
She pull up, drink all my red, think she Dracula
Benz Mexican, make it faster (skrrt)
Way I drive the body, I can't crash her
Way we left the room was a disaster (skrrt)
She like her body plastic, her walls plastered
Come like money, cover her all in the proceeds
Got a Patek that say, "B," this sh- cost millies
In a second, man decided turn to billi'
Can't split this fifty-fifty with you, b-, you silly (let's go)
I ain't gon' front, I been back at it
I ain't tryna (phew, phew, phew), don't need no ins
Please lock it down with speeds, rollin' with the clique
Me, I make the magic with the brown one with the hips, yeah
Abracadabra
Diamonds blinging, you can't see me like I'm Casper (yeah)
Take these b- to Four Seasons and then we wrestle (woah, yeah)
Every motherf- season, I get better (woah, yeah) (woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nose bleed (yeah)
All this gold on me looking like a trophy (yeah)
You from opp business, you don't know me (yeah)
Your b- riding my d- like she owe me (yeah, yeah)
First l- I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my kids like a goalie
She seen the drip and then let me hit like Ginóbili
And I been looking around the city since a shawty (woo)
Ha, ha (woo, woo)
Ha, ayy (We got London on the track)
Yeah (woo)
(Metro) ha, ha (woo, woo)
Ha, ayy

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