[Intro: Skooly]
We got London on da Track
[Chorus: Ali]
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
[Verse 1: Ali]
I'm from the city of [?], top floor [?]
OG Jordans, with my lawyer playing golf
I took the top off, took them doors off
Your bitch wanna ride, make her take her draws off
Double cup syrup, liquor make me [?]
The shit I had [?] man, I hope that ain't your girl
Turned 5 into 20, 20 to a 50
50 to a hundred, a nigga love getting money
20,000 dollar [?], I love getting checks
Long [?] up in Magic, [?]
[?] so easy, 'cause a nigga be easy
Got goons with them big boy toys, you know damn right they squeezing
[Chorus: Ali]
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
[Verse 2: Quez]
Black Bo in this bitch, can I get a wittness?
A lotta bitches, black truck lifted
Please don't take it personal, strictly business
Fuck them niggas, I hope they get offended
Audi on my wrist, and that bitch flooded
Made her kiss her girlfriend, now they kissing cousins
[?] so my niggas buzzin
I don't know about your's, but my niggas thuggin
And I'm fresh off the [?]
I smell like a pound, you think I'm fresh out the trap
And my pants cost a rack, man, you know you can't aford this shit
2013, Mr. Porter shit
[Chorus: Ali]
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
[Verse 3: Strap]
We get that check and make movies, might hit Onyx up on a Tuesday, pull up bumping Juvi
My bitch 'bout her money, you see paper on her [?]
Flat black coupe thing, ho, I'm Batman
Hundred bills, do the math, that's a hundred bands
Hope you understand, all we talk is rubberbands
She gon' leave in that jeap with no doors on it
Young niggas T.T.G., let you hoes [?]
Gold placks on my condo wall
Like my nigga Guwop, I'm a gold mouthed dog
Nigga talking money, [?]
Real street nigga, boy, we live above the law
[Chorus: Ali]
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
When I'm in that big boy jeap with no doors
And I'm off in Magic City, fucking with the hoes
And I got a big bankroll that won't fold
And I got your bitch standing on her all fours
