Real Boston Richey - No Static lyrics

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 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 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 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 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 gettin' a check ho, 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 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