Static
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
If it's a hit, then it's probably me
Andre the Wolfe or its 1080p
You getting mad cause women on me
Going out sad, it couldn't be me
Cop me a bag and it's 93
Pop me a tag and it's Louis V
Just cause I'm classy don't mean I'm weak
Bitch on a average we smoke a P
No, you to average. Can't have the D
I'm doing shit you can't fathom
Get hit with this stick like it's Madden
Got all of this sauce from my daddy
Covered in green like I'm Beast Boy
Yeah this shit ball like a keloid
Lot of these n****s is peons
Mad cause I'm covered in Freon, yeah
I know my future too neon
Don't need a shoulder to lean on
I been alone for some eons
Give me that head I can feed on, yeah
Said you gone hit me, we'll see bout it
Lil n***a whipping that big body
I get the beat and I eat on it
Yeah, the flow rare like a two dollar
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
You don't want static so tune up your radio
I be on shit that you n****s ain't ready for
Stick got some kick, get round housed in your belly, hoe
Freaky lil bitch slurp me up like spaghetti O's
Fill up your mouth, you can't talk about it
Booty like beach balls, I Sock them Bop them
Two hoes at one time give sloppy toppy
Got them both slobbering and Knocking noggins, man I promise ya
If you try touching my cash, you just might get blasted
That'll be tragic
N****s be peeping my swag, but can't even match it
Dirty lil bastards
N****s gone lie to themselves
You ain't that guy, I can tell
I be so fly when I dress that
I just might good when I step
Know I'm the boss on the team
Dripping that sauce like a double dipped wing
Freaky lil bitch, made her cream
She put her thoughts on my jeans
And I squirt my genes on her thoughts
Her attitude mean like her mouth
I'm a pull up to see what you bout
Then ima skate off like I'm Tony Hawk
If you like massages, girl that's no problem
Rub on yo body, yeah
You from the projects, I got my shotty
I just might slide thru there
I can't get attached and I know it's toxic
I stay round some cats like I'm Joe Exotic
Dial 911, call the feds on me
Ferg and Wolfe turn the beat to a dead body
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah yeah
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
If it's a hit, then it's probably me
Andre the Wolfe or its 1080p
You getting mad cause women on me
Going out sad, it couldn't be me
Cop me a bag and it's 93
Pop me a tag and it's Louis V
Just cause I'm classy don't mean I'm weak
Bitch on a average we smoke a P
No, you to average. Can't have the D
I'm doing shit you can't fathom
Get hit with this stick like it's Madden
Got all of this sauce from my daddy
Covered in green like I'm Beast Boy
Yeah this shit ball like a keloid
Lot of these n****s is peons
Mad cause I'm covered in Freon, yeah
I know my future too neon
Don't need a shoulder to lean on
I been alone for some eons
Give me that head I can feed on, yeah
Said you gone hit me, we'll see bout it
Lil n***a whipping that big body
I get the beat and I eat on it
Yeah, the flow rare like a two dollar
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
You don't want static so tune up your radio
I be on shit that you n****s ain't ready for
Stick got some kick, get round housed in your belly, hoe
Freaky lil bitch slurp me up like spaghetti O's
Fill up your mouth, you can't talk about it
Booty like beach balls, I Sock them Bop them
Two hoes at one time give sloppy toppy
Got them both slobbering and Knocking noggins, man I promise ya
If you try touching my cash, you just might get blasted
That'll be tragic
N****s be peeping my swag, but can't even match it
Dirty lil bastards
N****s gone lie to themselves
You ain't that guy, I can tell
I be so fly when I dress that
I just might good when I step
Know I'm the boss on the team
Dripping that sauce like a double dipped wing
Freaky lil bitch, made her cream
She put her thoughts on my jeans
And I squirt my genes on her thoughts
Her attitude mean like her mouth
I'm a pull up to see what you bout
Then ima skate off like I'm Tony Hawk
If you like massages, girl that's no problem
Rub on yo body, yeah
You from the projects, I got my shotty
I just might slide thru there
I can't get attached and I know it's toxic
I stay round some cats like I'm Joe Exotic
Dial 911, call the feds on me
Ferg and Wolfe turn the beat to a dead body
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah
You don't want static, We do them badly
We bout that action, yeah
You too dramatic, you like romancing
We got them dancing, yeah
Don't got to flash it, thought it was magic
We let them have it, yeah
I just want cabbage, Ball like a maverick
Look at my average, yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Cameron Ferguson
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