Static

They don't really want no static
I just been running through all these bad bitches, I
Keep a ruler in the bag get it and
Bust a couple shots they mad with it, I
Told you I would never lack baby but
Anytime you ever lied to me, I
Knew but never really bothered me
See I'm getting to it don't got time for this
Double pointers on my ring I don't even really need it I'm a king with it
Bitches keep on ringing in and shit, I
Had a feeling would've been like this
But I'm focused on these fucking racks get it and
Put the money right back in it so
Double up imma cash a check and
Blow it down cuz I'm stacking shit

Oh you mad? yeah you fucking mad now
I been stunting cuz I got that cash now
They held me back I ain't back down
Swear they wouldn't catch me doing bad now
All my shooters with me if we see 'em on the fucking street they might get a cap now
How I'm busting out with the MAC now
I ain't never had a fucking handout
Had to get it running through the trap house
Oh you rap now? You a damn clown
Said you'd make it where the fuck you at now
Know you talking cap what's that cap bout?
Ran him down he gon' fucking rat now
He a rat now that's a man down
Talking to the feds you get blast down
Won't you understand I'm the man now?
I'm a beast with it they can't tell me nothing
If you catch a body don't you talk 'bout nothing
I been real street but I'm up to something
I been going hard and I'm never bluffing
All this talking girl you running from it
Know you lying I ain't falling for it
Know your plan imma go and crush up on it
Gon' be mad bitch you a dub or something
Started trapping now I'm rapping
All my clothes black with a mask, and
I been in the stu' getting mad rich
Pull up on 'em they won't even have it
Gun 'em down put 'em in a casket
Didn't mean it ain't no thinking back bitch
Tell 'em hide it ain't no looking back bitch
Ain't no regular I ain't average

They don't really want no static
I just been running through all these bad bitches, I
Keep a ruler in the bag get it and
Bust a couple shots they mad with it, I
Told you I would never lack baby but
Anytime you ever lied to me, I
Knew but never really bothered me
See I'm getting to it don't got time for this
Double pointers on my ring I don't even really need it I'm a king with it
Bitches keep on ringing in and shit, I
Had a feeling would've been like this
But I'm focused on these fucking racks get it and
Put the money right back in it so
Double up imma cash a check and
Blow it down cuz I'm stacking shit

Yeah we stacking shit
Me and my niggas we whacking shit
Poured up a 4
Poured up a 4 of that activis
I'm rolling around
Rolling around with some killers
Rolling around with some hitters
I do not fuck with you niggas
We do not beef with computers
Me and my niggas some shooters
Rolling around wit some rugers
I do not fuck with you
Rolling in Bentley coupes
Your bitch she want the loot
Real niggas they salute
Pull up on you with them choppers go



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Writer(s): Faaran Syed
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