I Really Am Houdini, Though - Da$h

Yeah, yeah

All the time

Yeah, yeah

All the time, uh

Stop fuckin' playin'

I’ll punch you niggas up

Know the vibes

Yeah, so

So, so

All the time

Ayy, so what, so what

Ayy, ayy, ayy, woah

Walked in the spot, hoes like;

«Girl, here comes trouble, them niggas be buggin'»

They know that we thuggin', them strippers in stages

When we in them sections, they see the storm comin'

There’s money on the line

I remember days, sellin' dummies for a dime

Whether broke or I’m rich, got a honey on the line

Tell the judge «Suck a dick», I ain’t payin' him a dime, but

Please don’t let me get started in this party

Please don’t let me make my way to the lot

Preston trunk bucket, it stench up the carpet

Duckin' or runnin', bitch, you gettin' shot

I don’t play poker, but I know you bluffin'

We stomp you until your head turn into stuffin'

See that she bad and know that I’m fuckin'

You can get killed over makin' assumptions

'Batic with the

Acrobatic with the

Said I’m acrobatic with the

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

If it’s pussy, know we pullin' up like calisthenics (Calisthenics)

If he ever violate, I guarantee he gon' regret it (Guarantee he gon' regret it)

I remember when they brought me, they said that I would fail (Said that I would

fail)

Said the dope would kill her, nigga ordered I would be in jail (And I held it

down)

But hate is a bitch, I done ran it up, I done did my numbers (My fuckin'

numbers)

Out of state every week, out of country every summer (Yeah, there, everywhere)

If they don’t see me, then they hear me comin' like some fuckin' thunder (Like

some fuckin' thunder)

The way that your bitch keep on suckin' dick, swear she need a muzzle (Watch

the fuckin' teeth)

Dolla

Tell the bitch, holler

Ah