Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Callon B. Nanny
Songwriter
Aajean Isaiah Smith
Songwriter
Jacob Espinosa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Espi
Producer
Lyrics
Magi magi
Magi magi
Magi magi
Magi magi
Ooh yeah pop out the roof
Ooh yeah grip on the flute
Ooh yeah channel my Ruke
Ooh yeah hop out the tomb like
Hoot hoot
Whippin it whippin this carpet I'm droppin a jewel
Every king need a fool
Pull the string keep a spool yeah I got the juice
Yeah I'm blowin fruit
Ooh yeah know I recoup
Flippin it flipping the rune
Your wildest wish come true
I show n prove like ooh
Born to be great so I guess you could say that I'm up
Back in the day used to hang in the slums
Me an my gang been fucking it up
Now me and shawty we cutting a rug
Bitch its a whole new world
West KY I done came out the pearl
Out in the field shit is so rural
Scared to break outta your shell you a turtle
Yeah big body Ugo tinted
You prolly do no damage
Kings crest on me the advantage
Royal DNA it's embedded
Metal vessel on me I pull it
MP heavy no bullets
Fog troup wimmie young bullocks
We leave a dungeon in ruins
My dreads hangin like Cassim
Bit of dark magic
Rave at a poor people pageant
Dog I was made from the malice
Made for the palace
Know I got djinn like Aladdin
Sultan silk robe on me the fabrics
Red head warrior ima Finalis
Best make way for the age of the Magus
What would the game really be with out Callon huh
Magi magi
Magi magi
Magi magi
Magi magi
Ooh yeah pop out the roof
Ooh yeah grip on the flute
Ooh yeah channel my Ruke
Ooh yeah hop out the tomb like
Hoot hoot
Whippin it whippin this carpet I'm droppin a jewel
Every king need a fool
Pull the string keep a spool yeah I got the juice
Yeah I'm blowin fruit
Ooh yeah know I recoup
Flippin it flipping the rune
Your wildest wish come true
I show n prove like ooh
M-A-G-I how you spell it
No mana sound like you jealous
Thought I'd forever be a slave to your games but
Now you look more of the peasant
Me and Callon fly through on carpet
No tricks hoe I'll teach you a lesson
Alibaba for the dollas
I'm tryna eat Benihana's
I don't got time to be monkeying round
Or kicking it with you don't bother
Had to get it
Rags to riches
Haters cast self projection it's mad suspicious
Your wish ain't granted then your better keep wishing
Took us for granted now we taking your chicken
Never liked him I leave that boy sickened
See the damage I'm inflicting
Like what huh
What did you say to us now
Like wait huh
Can't hear what you saying right now
Like wait huh
King tut how we laying you out like wait huh
Huh aye
Magi magi
Magi magi
Magi magi
Magi magi
Ooh yeah pop out the roof
Ooh yeah grip on the flute
Ooh yeah channel my Ruke
Ooh yeah hop out the tomb like
Hoot hoot
Whippin it whippin this carpet I'm droppin a jewel
Every king need a fool
Pull the string keep a spool yeah I got the juice
Yeah I'm blowin fruit
Ooh yeah know I recoup
Flippin it flipping the rune
Your wildest wish come true
I show n prove like ooh
Writer(s): Callon Nanny
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