Lyrics Real Boston Richey – No Static

No Static Lyrics – Real Boston Richey

Singer: Real Boston Richey
Title: No Static

(Known to let that MAC fly just like my n#gg# Doe)
Uh, uh
Percocets and strong blacks (Uh)
I hit her off the strong back (Uh)

n#gg#, you don’t even know ’bout that (Uh)
I can f#ck a b#tch I’ll never break a sweat (Uh)
I’m runnin’ down, I’m on they #ss just like Charles Manson (Uh)
I ain’t never leavin’ my BM, b#tch, just stop askin’

2012, none of you broke #ss n#gg#s was going to classes
It’s time to bring the Bubbs back up, n#gg#, I miss taxin’
I don’t know ’bout you, but, I ain’t never flipped a b#tch taxes
I’m quick to show a n#gg#, I ain’t doing all that riff-raffin’

Been rappin’ all my life, but, seven months in I’m rapping
If you a real trap n#gg#, you know I’m talking plastic
And if you really done clapped n#gg#s, then, you ain’t scared of the casket
I gave my b#tch ten bands I tell her to fill her basket

“Go buy some Gucci, buy Chanel, b#tch, ’cause you the baddest”
They say they rather the realist over the baddest, damn that’s malice
But, either way she playin’ games and I ain’t talkin’ madden
She acting lame she told me , “Stick yo’ finger inside my panties”

Bought you a flight to stand on business, b#tch, I ain’t yo’ daddy
I left a b#tch out in Cali’, she was acting sassy
I heard her family wanna whack me, but, they know I’m rappin’
They know I stay in traffic

Know I’m toting big ol’ weapons
They know I’m riding with them killers don’t speak on nothin’ that happened
b#tch #ss n#gg# don’t want no static (Mm)
b#tch an n#gg# don’t want no static (Hm-mm)

Every glizzy I tote, you know this b#tch a automatic
I’m tryna face time a n#gg# (Ooh), close casket
(Hm) Real killers move silent
(Hm) Real killers come through move silent’

Never hidin’, only thing we duckin’ sirens
Cops [?] come through (Skrrt), this a wide body
n#gg# you gon kill, or you gon’ cry about it?
I swept a b#tch right off her feet, she say she blindsided

Last b#tch, she got caught cheatin’ and she lied ’bout it
They screamin’ bros over hoes I gotta boycott it
(Uh) Wait- sidetrack n#gg# (Uh), sidetrack
(Uh) Wait- sidetrack n#gg# (Uh), sidetrack

Before I hit the stage, got to do a sound check
Ain’t nothin’ of Miami hoes ain’t got nun on that Broward neck
(Uh) Wait- sidetrack n#gg# (Uh), sidetrack
(Uh) Wait- sidetrack n#gg# (Uh), sidetrack

Young Miami got you hoes think you gettin’ a check
Ho, move yo’ teeth, yo’ childish #ss can’t even give no head
Hold up, I’m sidetrackin’, baby, I’m sidetracked (Damn)
I’m sidetrackin’, baby, I’m sidetracked (Damn)

I’m just talkin’ out my #ss you know I ain’t meant that
You posting #ss all on IG I’m tryna hit that
b#tch #ss n#gg# don’t want no static (Mm)
b#tch an n#gg# don’t want no static (Hm-mm)

Every glizzy I tote, you know this b#tch a automatic
I’m tryna face time a n#gg# (Ooh), close casket
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