No Static

(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)

Uh-uh, Percocets and strong Blacks, uh

I hit her off the strong back, uh

Nigga, you don't even know 'bout that, uh

I can fuck a bitch, I'll never break a sweat, uh

I'm runnin' down, I'm on they ass just like Charles Manson

I ain't never leavin' my BM, bitch, just stop askin'

2012, none of you broke-ass niggas was goin' to classes

It's time to bring the Bubbs back up, nigga, I miss taxin'

I don't know 'bout you, but I ain't never flipped a bitch taxes

I'm quick to show a nigga, I ain't doin' all that riff-raffin'

Been wrappin' all my life, but seven months in on rapping

If you're a real trap nigga, you know I'm talking plastic

And if you really done clapped niggas, then you ain't scared of the casket

I gave my bitch ten bands, I told her to fill her basket

Go buy some Gucci, buy Chanel, bitch, 'cause you're the baddest

They say they'd rather the realest over the baddest, damn, that's madness

But either way, she playin' games, and I ain't talkin' Madden

She actin' lame, she told me, "Don't stick your finger in my panties"

Bought you a flight, then stand on business, bitch, I ain't your daddy

I left a bitch way down in Cali', she was actin' sassy

I had her family wantin' to whack me, but they know I'm rappin'

They know I stay in traffic, know I'm toting big old weapons

They know I'm riding with them killers, don't speak on nothin' that happened

Bitch-ass nigga don't want no static

Mm, bitch-ass nigga don't want no static

Uh-uh, every glee I'm totin', you know this bitch an automatic

I'm tryna FaceTime a nigga, ooh, closed casket

Mm, real killers move silent

Mm, real killers come through, move silent

Never hidin', only thing we're duckin' sirens

Cops peel up, come through, skrrt, it's a wide body

Mm, nigga, you gon' kill, or you gon' cry about it?

I swept a bitch right off her feet, she say she blindsided

Uh, last bitch, she got caught cheatin', and she lied 'bout it

They're screamin' bros over hoes, I gotta boycott it

Uh, wait, I'm sidetracked, nigga, I'm sidetracked

Uh-uh, I'm sidetracked, nigga, I'm sidetracked

Uh, before I hit the stage, gotta do a sound check

And them Miami hoes ain't got nothin' on that Broward neck

Uh, wait, I'm sidetracked, nigga, I'm sidetracked

Uh-uh, I'm sidetracked, nigga, I'm sidetracked

Yung Miami got you hoes think you're gettin' a check

Hoe, move your teeth, your childish ass can't even give no head

Hold on, I'm sidetracked, baby, I'm sidetracked

Ayy, I'm sidetracked, baby, I'm sidetracked

Uh, I'm just talkin' out my ass, you know I ain't meant that

You're postin' ass all on IG, I'm tryna hit that

Bitch-ass nigga don't want no static

Mm, bitch-ass nigga don't want no static

Uh-uh, every glee I'm totin', you know this bitch an automatic

I'm tryna FaceTime a nigga, ooh, closed casket