STATIC (feat. K9 the Dog of the Bay & Bryce V.I.$)

Static static static static
Static static static static
Makin the money do magic huh
17 dates how that happen
17 racks for the fashion
Young nigga off in a Ashton
She lookin at me and she ask for the Passion
I look at the bitch and start laughing
She like how I'm talkin I'm spittin forreal
Countin this money tryna get to a mill
Bitch outta austin she letting me kill
More money more problems was never the deal
Movin real different forreal
City to city the Stick on me still
Knew who was with me I stuck with the real
Them niggas against me they hurting forreal

The back of the tee say vlone
Ah blunt Of the gas got me in the zone
I'm Rollin and MVE with me
We pull up on Ops But they never home
Talking that shit on the gram but when we in person you watching your tone
Cross me and I turn to a menaces Ironic the dog is bad to the bone
Blue faces I need it I gotta get paid
If I front you I need that shit later today
Don't give a fuck what you think of me tell em I'm K9 the dog of the bay
I Don't do a Feature with many cuz half Of these niggas they be hella lame
They tried to keep me on a leash
But they found out The dog of the bay can't be tamed
Aye
My bitch got one gold tooth like major pain
I ball so hard I should be In the fucking Hall of Fame
I ball so hard Michael Jordan heard about my name
Turn on my album you'll hear EA Sports it's in the game

I got no chill
Gas'd up nozzle in da mobile
Ain't no yes man I only no real
I only answer if them dollars callin
I'm collectin mo bills
Bitch I keep it so trill double cop of Wock
She send da drop
And then I go kill
I Ain't got no time to fall in line
I ain't no road kill
Niggas no da name BTL gang fuck up The show biz
Pipe dine you know the pope's hear us
Bullseyes at my head
Cause I ain't Scared
To let my soul spill
Niggas end up dead being mislead
They ain't got no spirit
Fuck yo validation jus respect me let's Just be clear
Hollow tip flow
Swallow dick hoe
Play ya part
Legendary stance
Visionary man
Trademark
2015
It was all a dream
Braveheart
Finna cause a scene
Nigga what you mean
Press start
Lifting my finger 2 signal it's up
Throw up da dub I feel like I won
Father's they styles I got me sum sunz
Bitch imma Phoenix tappin the sun
Niggas talk greasy I see em they run
I use 2 punch on niggaz fa fun
Fuck assumptions I already won
Fuck yo top 5 I'm already 1

Static static static static
Static static static static
Makin the money do magic huh
17 dates how that happen
17 racks for the fashion
Young nigga off in a Ashton
She lookin at me and she ask for the passion
I look at the bitch and start laughing



Credits
Writer(s): Paris Brookins
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