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GRIP


[Verse 1: GRIP]
Uh, okay, now my foot on the gas, the verse and the hook I'ma spaz, I took 'em to class
Play hookey, 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, you stood there and looked through the glass
The crook in a mask, rob you on foot then I dash
The prettiest ugly n*gga you done ever seen
I been levelling up since like seventeen
And I'm runnin' with shooters, I'm setting screens
He gon' get that b*tch off, he gon' let it ring
Then he fled the scene, unsettling
But whеn 12 came around no one said a thing
Only in a peasants drеams could he behead a king
Life is a b*tch, 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 ya pumpkin
Hundreds on hundreds, need those in abundance
Remember me from school? I sold you a onion
I stole on a youngin', bagged his sis and skeeted a load on her stomach

[Chorus: GRIP]
n*ggas don't want no static (No)
n*ggas don't want no static (Uh-uh)
n*ggas don't want no static (Don't)
n*ggas don't want no static
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
n*ggas don't want
[Verse 2: MARCO PLUS]
These n*ggas don't want no static, I'm shockin
Erratic, obnoxious, im after the profit
The one like MacGrady, I'm packin a rocket
Lackin a conscience
n*ggas talk crazy, the gat to his noggin
Pop pop pop, now the cat unresponsive
Bad ass b*tch, take her ass to the islands
Imma bag dat b*tch then I pass her like Stockton
Ball like the pistons, im badder than Rodman
I'm bigger than diddy, I'm badder than Wallace
Rob a n*gga, take the cash out his wallet
Get a n*gga stretched for a bag of exotic
pus*y n*gga better not lack, imma drop em
I'm off 3 drugs, I might pass off the toxins
Watch my back cuz a rap n*gga plottin
Pull up on em like "Do we have us a problem?"
These n*ggas don't want issues
Fully loaded pistols
Pull up with a missile, bullet go 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 n*gga, no it won't drizzle
Pop my flav n*gga, no it won't fizzle out
And I'm just tryna show what a n*gga's about
Drop these tracks then fill my account, uh
[Chorus: GRIP]
n*ggas don't want no static (No)
n*ggas don't want no static (Uh-uh)
n*ggas don't want no static (Don't)
n*ggas don't want no static
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
n*ggas don't want
n*ggas don't want no static (No)
n*ggas don't want no static (Uh-uh)
n*ggas don't want no static (Don't)
n*ggas don't want no static
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
These n*ggas don't want no static (No)
n*ggas don't want
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