Dboy Magic - Lil Debbie, Bricc Baby

If you’re going to court, I’d kill for you

If you’re crossing the street, I won’t be there

If you’re going to court, I’d kill for you

If you’re crossing the street

Dope, dope, dope, dope boy magic

I start that shit out, it’s all in the wrist got a dope boy magic

White on the scale, watch it come back a brick, dope boy magic

I ship it and pack it, I wrap it in plastic, dope boy magic

Dope boy magic, dope boy magic

Got the pots and the pans, make it stretch like elastic, dope boy magic

Goddamn, I need that thang, dope boy magic

Niggas wanna know how I did that, dope boy magic

Turned a quarter to a half, that’s good glass

These niggas swear that they dope boys

Bricc Baby real fucking dope boy

Bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Yeah I got a bankroll for selling dope, boy

I’ma pull up in a fucking Rolls Royce

I’ma snatch bread like a poor boy