Here It Goes Houdini & Tory Lanez

[Intro: Houdini]
Oh (uh), oh
Hello?
Hey, [?]
I can't hear you, what'd you say?
What's up?
Um, I'm just recording right now, I'ma call you right back
Okay, call me

[Verse 1: Houdini]
They put the racks on the count' up in Cali'
If she bring it back, I ain't doin' the dash
You put up a half, so just try to be mad at me
I could survive, it's just part of the plan
And you know I'm ballin' like I'm at the Mattamy
In front of the haters, in front of the fans
She giving me brain like my place an academy
If you need a tape then I need an advance
I been in the trap and the bucktees be keep calling me
Man, I couldn't lie, I might do it again
Wait, you remember them niggas that doubted me?
I'm lookin' right through 'em in Cartier lens
No round of applause, a nigga gеt clapped
I'm thinkin' of ways to get to the bag
If I'm in a racе, I ain't coming last
If he in my way, then he gettin' passed
And she a lil' ho, she fuck for the bag
And cro on the road, he on your ass
Wrist lookin' like glass
More than a brick, more than a shaft
Breakin' the piece and I'm crushin' the pack
Used to wear the same beat everyday in the trap
Used to sell the same bean everyday for bag
On the North of the Jane where we keepin' them straps