GRIP and Marco Plus - Static

Uh, ok, now my foot on the gas
The verse and the hook, I'ma spaz
I took 'em to class, play hookie I'm whoopin' ya ass
They bookin' me fast, I got me a cushion of cash
You wanted to cop what I'm rockin' but couldn't afford it
Just stood there and looked through the glass
The crook in a mask, rob you on foot then I dash

The prettiest ugly nigga you done ever seen
I been leveling up since like seventeen
And I'm runnin' with shooters, I'm setting screens
He gon' get that bitch off, he gon' let it ring
Then he fled the scene unsettling
But when 12 came around no one said a thing
Only in a peasant's dreams could he behead a king
Life is a bitch but I roll with the punches
I eat up these beats, I should go do some crunches
No strippers but I got the pole in the function
You reach and I'm putting a hole in your pumpkin
Hundreds on hundreds, need those in abundance
'Member me from school? I sold you a onion, I stole on a youngin'
Bagged his sis and skeeted a load on her stomach

Niggas don't want no static (no)
Niggas don't want no static (uh-uh)
Niggas don't want no static (they don't)
Niggas don't want no static
These niggas don't want no static (no)
These niggas don't want no static (no)
These niggas don't want no static (no)
Niggas don't want-

These niggas don't want no static, I'm shockin', erratic
Obnoxious, I'm after the profit, the one like MacGrady
I'm packin' a rocket, lackin' a conscience
Niggas talk crazy, the gat to his noggin
Pop, pop, pop, now the cat unresponsive
Bad-ass bitch, take her ass to the islands
I'ma bag that bitch then I pass her like Stockton
Ball like the pistons, I'm badder than Rodman
I'm bigger than Diddy, I'm badder than Wallace
Rob a nigga, take his cash out his wallet
Get a nigga stretched for a bag of exotic
Pussy nigga better not lack, I'ma drop 'em
I'm off three drugs, might pass off the toxins
Watch my back 'cause a rap nigga plottin'
Pull up on 'em like, "Do we have us a problem?"
These niggas don't want issues, fully loaded pistols
Pull up with a missile, bullet gon' hit you
Where the good Lord split you, hope I don't miss you
Took the whole clip and I wrote in your initials
This is my reign, nigga, no, it won't drizzle
Pop my flav', nigga, no, it won't fizzle out
And I'm just tryna show what a nigga's about
Drop these tracks then fill my account, uh

Niggas don't want no static (no)
Niggas don't want no static (uh-uh)
Niggas don't want no static (they don't)
Niggas don't want no static
These niggas don't want no static (no)
These niggas don't want no static (no)
These niggas don't want no static (no)
Niggas don't want-

Niggas don't want no static (no)
Niggas don't want no static (uh-uh)
Niggas don't want no static (they don't)
Niggas don't want no static
These niggas don't want no static (no)
These niggas don't want no static (no)
These niggas don't want no static (no)
Niggas don't want-

Written by:
Calvin Puckett, Jr., Demarco Pollard, Kyle Clow, Shelton Scales Jr.

Publisher:
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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