static (feat. LeoInTheBooth)

Yeah, yeah yeah

This the shit they gon' talk about years from now
That boy fearsome
Still I fear none
No need to clear up doubt
That bass bumping in yo ear drums
We here, what now?
I could've swore that y'all was talking I don't hear nun now
We geared up
Don't come near us now
Like it's all smooth
That's a false move
I'll knock yo baby momma's walls loose
You rappers ain't dogs, you dog food
I never saw proof
Trying too hard for a bitch who ain't gon call you
It's embarrassing
We'd never be the same there's no comparison
That's something I can cherish when he perishes
Convenient like this marriage is
Between me and plug
You smoke asparagus
My bitch got fat ass that she inherited
They not prepared for this, see they ain't war ready
See this pen is my sword and this sword let me fight
Cause these burdens that I carry they be more than heavy, uh, yeah
Til the lord set me free, yeah, uh
Til the lord set me free, til the lord set me free, yeah

Pardon my assumption
Bitches shaking ass we gon pull to the function
Local rappers food, nigga stay on my luncheon
Call em' Ice Spice, way these niggas stay munching
Boy up next in the game, no discussion
NFL rappers they be 3-4 fronting, uh
Treat these niggas like they nothing
Took her out for dinner, then I treat her like she nothing
I get the money I double it
Texting your girl for the fun of it
Please shut your mouth cause you running it
Cap in your raps, I don't see the fun in it
All of these rappers I'm sonnin' em
They don't wanna see me 1 on 1
Bitch you know I'm 1 of 1
Hit it one time then we done
She don't want me that's okay cause I know that she got friends
If she like an 8, hmm, then the rest of them in my top 10
Fuck a bitch I got a options, women be in my toxins
She say I'm that toxic, "you too spoiled rotten"



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Writer(s): Reece Hughes
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