Abracadabra (Original) Young Thug

[Chorus]
Abracadabra
Diamonds blingin', you can't see me like I'm Casper (Yeah)
Take these bitches to Four Seasons and we wrestle (Woah, yeah)
Every motherfuckin' season, I get better (Woah, yeah)
Need a ladder 'cause my money in the nosebleed (Yeah)
All this gold on me lookin' like a trophy (Yeah)
You from opp business, you don't know me (Yeah)
Your bitch ridin' my dick like she owe me (Yeah, yeah)
First lick I ever hit was for a Rollie
I put his Nikes on my kids likе a goalie
She seen the drip and lеt me hit it like Ginóbili
And I been lookin' 'round the city since a shorty (Woo)
Ha, ha (Woo, woo)
Ha, ayy

[Verse 1]
Mistress, mistress, tell me who my mistress is
Who the fuck is the creator of this drippin' shit?
Put a patel on the baron and go milkin' shit
Niggas ain't doubled, doubled down 'cause we killin' shit
Just a diamond in the rough
I got a yack, I'm not gon' tussle
Got sick and tired of showin' my muscle
I'm 'bout to whack these niggas mothers
I'm makin' sure they missin'
Um, listen, I was littin'
She shut up and catch a drip-drip
I got implants, not no fillings
Gucci, Louis shoes and Fendi
Made a million, I was straight up off a titty
Ha, ha (Woo, woo)