l.y.b.suixide - mar-a-lago

If you want it, you can have it
I'm a cold blooded killer with a hatchet
All I've ever known is living lavish
L.A. to Sweden like my first name's 'Magic'
No makeup, bad bitches looking tragic
Always got some O.C. like emotional baggage
I'm a town whore, stoned like some cobble
Fly a private jet just to get some McDonald's

(Just to get some McDonald's)
(Just to get some McDonald's)

Rubberneck car crashes since '03
Back when Letterman was still mocking Amy
You want a best friend, bitch just made an enemy
Having enemas, front page of an NME
If he dies than he dies like Ivan Drago
Heard that bitch rap, that shit was so garbo
On some gummies, got a full bag of Haribo
Chill at Palm Beach, down at Mar-A-Lago

(If you want it, you can have it)
(Want it, you can have it)
(Want it, you can have it)
(You want it, you can have it)
(If you want it, you can have it)

Written by:
Ethan Alford

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