Magical

By Popcaan

Released on May 19, 2025

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[Intro: Popcaan & Teebone]

Hot oil

Yow St. Thomas, Mobay

Ahhh (Weh, trouble)

Woii yoii (Yeah)

Hold down, Poppy let we go wings and say fi fly far

Yuh know now?


[Bridge: Popcaan]

We know 'bout pain and we know 'bout stress (Trouble)

Can't complain cah me know man bless (Yes)

If anuh music a play, then a ganja a press (That is it)

[Verse 1: Popcaan & Teebone]

Mhmm

Watch e millions a count daily

No like concrete, me no like railing (No)

Drop e ship on e wharf and clear eh (Clear eh)

Supreme a me gears with a plain Rolex

Me work nonstop, me no know 'bout rest (No)

Gyal a show ass, some a them a show breast

Badmind bwoy, dem know like progress (Teebone, mhmm)

[Chorus: Popcaan & Teebone]

Them cannot stop we from rich (How?)

Yeah a dem no see a supm magical this, yeah

We put the Patek 'pon wrist

Gyal a pick we out just like a satellite dish, yeah

Them cannot stop we from rich (No)

Yeah a dem no see a supm magical this, yeah

We put the Baguette 'pon wrist (Yeah)


[Verse 2: Teebone]

Popcaan

Blessings a supm weh dem can't stop

'Member me tell you say me know 'bout hard knocks

That means me know 'bout the fight too

Nothing weh dem do never surprise or frighten me

Nah no time fi see that

And them can't do me nothing

Anuh matter how dem try fi dweet

But a rifle me got

So if sittn start, me sure seh no me a cry fi cree

Time fi zeet

Friend change up, a just life a teach

Envy yuh fuck, a just time a dweet

Like [?] me a trust (Mhmm)

And you take it back, replica (What?)

Tell me you real, when is that?

If me lift up me steel you know end is hot

You can't stop fi me riches, Poppy tell him that (You better know)


[Chorus: Popcaan]

Them cannot stop we from rich

Yeah a dem no see a supm magical this, yeah

We put the Patek 'pon wrist

Gyal a pick we out just like a satellite dish, yeah

Them cannot stop we from rich

Yeah a dem no see a supm magical this, yeah

We put the Baguette 'pon wrist (Weh, trouble)

Unruly dark


[Verse 3: Popcaan]

Me neck looking like the Northface snow

Pussy dem a chat but me no feel dem though

The house 'pon the beach weh the rich breeze blow

You know me a go need a crane fi lift these notes, yeah

Tell a pussy fi no diss Teebone

Rifle shot a make unuh do heel and toe

Me money 'nough, me know dem beg fi a make a realer show

Me Unruly no fuck, do weh me feel like do (Mhmm)


[Chorus: Popcaan]

Them cannot stop we from rich

Yeah a dem no see a supm magical this, yeah

We put the Patek 'pon wrist

Gyal a pick we out just like a satellite dish, yeah

Them cannot stop we from rich

Yeah a dem no see a supm magical this, yeah

We put the Baguette 'pon wrist


[Outro: Popcaan]

Unruly

Ahh-ahhh, yeah, mhmm