Ghetto Despereaux - Static Lyrics

These thoughts sinkin' deeper than a ocean
Homie you dont know shit
Pockets on swole like a blow fish
I only make dope shit
Niggas switched up and I noticed
They was never focused
They hopeless
I'm past em
.357 magnum it 'gon blast em
Extendo clip shoot 'til the last one
Ride with the semi half baked
Daytons on the regal, when I turn that bitch scrape
I be feelin' like Drake
Got a Hennessy in my hand
10 piece chicken when I land
I be dressin' like Ranch
Shawty in a two point stance
RGVS beat make a chubby nigga dance

My niggas ballin' like a free throw
I'm smashin' on a freak hoe
She wanna do a deep throat
I f*ck her on a speed boat
I'm swaggy, I'm classy, I rock a f*ckin' peacot
You ain't got the chips
I can't associate with zeros
Only rock designer clothes
I can mix and match it
Gucci with the Louie bitches lovin' all my fabric
I can buy ya bitch she disappearin' like its magic
I'm all about my bag nigga, pfff
No plastic
I'ma need a fat brick
Grab it
Snatch it
You can f*ck around and getcha ass kicked
Pussy niggas panic smokin' green St. Patrick
Nigga I'm classic
My money is elastic
Count it up in traffic like I'm Mr. Fantastic
Can't f*ck with no thotties
Can't f*ck with no ratchets
Bitches is dramatic givin' pussy automatic
Oh you got a problem?
You don't want no static

I'm a hot boy
Put a red dot on ya top boy
On the block boy
You get popped on the spot boy
Pull up in a drop boy but they tryna get me
I'on f*ck with no shots you only sip the henny