Magic Don Juan (Princess Diana) Future & Metro Boomin

[Part I]

[Intro]
Okay, okay
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, Bandz
Let's go
I'm pimpin' these hoes, working that magic like I'm Don Juan, woah

[Chorus]
I got thick shit workin' that magic like I'm Don Juan
Talkin' poles, I got that bat on me like Ken Griffey
I'ma get vibe, he fly a hundred vibes one trip
She was hittin' like that, I called her back so I could make sure

[Verse]
Got that sniff on me, that white shit like I'm Tom Brady
I'ma put a sports car on two wheels like it got hydraulics
The way I bet loose, it ain't nothing I had to stop from doing Molly (You must be hallucinatin')
Two hundred racks when I'm in Chanel get me in that mode (Let's go)
I'm back in my bag again, I ain't even bought no clothes
Bam, check off, check, let's go
Pimpin' these hoes, workin' that magic like I'm Don—, damn, uh, woah
Fifty thousand a profit on hoes, that's a bad week
Bust my AP down in arrows causing Richie Mill
Play with them birds and makin' you bleed just like her eyes
Servin' that dog, it'll make you scream on shit like Lil Jon
For this rappin' shit, I'm servin' shit like Paul Wall
I can't fuck with them bitch gon' sign me like Prince Harry
I'm flippin' Ferrari on my wrist cost more than a nigga house
When I seen the plug you try to front me, I'm a cash out