Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Callon B. Nanny
Callon B. Nanny
Songwriter
Aajean Isaiah Smith
Aajean Isaiah Smith
Songwriter
Jacob Espinosa
Jacob Espinosa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Espi
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
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