NO $TATIC

He dont want smoke, huh
He dont want static, huh
Dont make me grip on the matic ay
We in this bitch, we causing this havoc
Also yo bitch a fanatic ay

Make u disappear like magic, huh
I might jack ya mans up in traffic
Dont care what u said, i still want u dead
Me and my Glock telepathic

Now im gettin' guap, im countin these hunnids
I got my Glock make em get to runnin
Im wit the gang u know how we comin
My chain gonna hang, nobody gon run it
Stop talkin my slang, u dumb lil yungin
Im in the function boy thats what up im up in
Im in the function i just brought my gun in aye
Im with the guys we spun in aye

If u hear a shot, get to runnin
If bro sendin shots then u get to jumpin
These bitches talk hot, these bitches is buggin
But when i pull up they say nothin
Just get to duckin
All of these rappers stay suckin
They talk alot, but they still ain't buzzin
Kick in yo door *pew pew pew* at yo cousins
I wanna kill til theres nothing