MCM - Kap G

Magic City on a Monday

Yeezys on like I’m Kanye

Pull up on her on the runway

Polo jammies, yeah, I’m comfy

Niggas runnin' with the fengshui

Linen suit on a Sunday

Think I hit her on a Wednesday

That ain’t what I call a hump day

Swear that pussy felt like Yoplait

I’m a rockstar, word to Cobain

Keep the bands like I’m Coldplay

I’ve been ballin' on them just like Coke K

The police still stuck in their old ways

They gon' get off like they OJ

Y’all just actin' like it’s okay

Stuntin' like my daddy O’Shea

I’m dripped up in all this Dolce (designer)

I’ve been still out like a probay (designer)

Rule number one: yeah, they gon' hate (let 'em hate)

Water top tees up in Norway

I’m eating good fuck a cold plate

And my vato got them low rings (yeah)

Ive got two chicks who go both ways (yeah)

After I fuck, buenas noches (Kap G)

Magic City on a Monday

Yeezys on like I’m Kanye

Pull up on her on the runway

Polo jammies, yeah, I’m comfy

Niggas runnin' with the fengshui

Linen suit on a Sunday

Think I hit her on a Wednesday

That ain’t what I call a hump day

I do not care what your friends say

Quit all that blockin', Dikembe

Me and my bae the new Kimye

And I feel like the GOAT like I’m MJ

Drippin' in sauce, I’m the sensei

I get a hundred dollar temp fade

I’m a magic with the shrimp steak

Baby, take that address where your friends stay

Last year I ain’t had shit

This year I’m gettin' mad rich

I want the arroz with the catfish (woo)

Hit my DM, just don’t catfish (for real)

I just wanna date an actress

I’ma beat it like I’m Cassius

Put the playboy bunny, way more money

David Blaine with the hat tricks (Kap G)

Magic City on a Monday

Yeezys on like I’m Kanye

Pull up on her on the runway

Polo jammies, yeah, I’m comfy

Niggas runnin' with the fengshui

Linen suit on a Sunday

Think I hit her on a Wednesday

That ain’t what I call a hump day

I just might throw out your rings, she wanna stay at the pent', yeah

I wanna truck with the brakes, I got the gas and it stinks, yeah

Hit the hoes at the same time, I had them yelling out, «Jinx,» yeah

If Donald Trump go build the fence, we gon' get that and fend, yeah

Real niggas gettin' the sting, rest in peace to that boy Chinx, yeah (RIP)

My sauce drippin' like a scene, I got her sippin' the drink, yeah (drippin')

She tatted with all the ink, she naked under that mink, yeah (woo)

Soon as we get to the crib, I’ma slid over them pinks, yeah (Kap G)

Magic City on a Monday

Yeezys on like I’m Kanye

Pull up on her on the runway

Polo jammies, yeah, I’m comfy

Niggas runnin' with the fengshui

Linen suit on a Sunday

Think I hit her on a Wednesday

That ain’t what I call a hump day