Static by Mazi KaBi Lyrics
Don’t start no shit won’t be no shit
We call it static
It be Cs and the no’s
And the grieving a ghost
And the visa and the poes in here
In about a week we gone know
Rain or sleet sun or snow
Who the gs who the hoes in here
Just
Start running if my shooter here
Be worried if I choose to chill
Make a make double 2 appear
Don’t Give a
Fuck you got ya crew in here
Yeah
Get up ya money up
Yeah You was laughing before the action where that funny go
I know ratchets with thеm ratchets with a 100 drums
Yeah that clap clap compassion what you ducking for
But if you hit up all your niggas
Mine Dumping morе
Just in Tom fucking Ford
Bababombed out the Porsche
Climbed out the horse
And fire up the torch
Find another source
Or Try another course
’t Bet on ya life
When you not insured
It be Cs and the no’s
And the grieving a ghost
And the visa and the poes in here
In about a week we gone know
Rain or sleet sun or snow
Who the hoes and the gs in here
Just
Start running if my shooter here
Be worried if I choose to chill
Make a make double 2 appear
Don’t Give a
Fuck you got ya crew in here
Yeah
Get up ya money up
Run it
Up
Burn a
Blunt
Mazi Ozzi
On the run
Well if you find me
Ain’t no hiding
I Be going dumb
Dummy
Ain’t no hoe in my blood
Bitch in my veins
I roll with my gut
Never go with the grain
Ain't nan of these niggas tough
And hating bitches is played
You Always talking bout a check
Which of your bills getting paid
Like deposit to banks
Instead of Prada and dank
It be Cs and the no’s
And the grieving a ghost
And the visa and the poes in here
In about a week we gone know
Rain or sleet sun or snow
Who the hoes and the gs rin here
Just
Start running if mfry shooter here
Be wprried if I chfoose to chill
Make a make double 2 appear
Give a
Fuck you got ya crew in here
Yeah
Get up ya money up
We call it static
It be Cs and the no’s
And the grieving a ghost
And the visa and the poes in here
In about a week we gone know
Rain or sleet sun or snow
Who the gs who the hoes in here
Just
Start running if my shooter here
Be worried if I choose to chill
Make a make double 2 appear
Don’t Give a
Fuck you got ya crew in here
Yeah
Get up ya money up
Yeah You was laughing before the action where that funny go
I know ratchets with thеm ratchets with a 100 drums
Yeah that clap clap compassion what you ducking for
But if you hit up all your niggas
Mine Dumping morе
Just in Tom fucking Ford
Bababombed out the Porsche
Climbed out the horse
And fire up the torch
Find another source
Or Try another course
’t Bet on ya life
When you not insured
It be Cs and the no’s
And the grieving a ghost
And the visa and the poes in here
In about a week we gone know
Rain or sleet sun or snow
Who the hoes and the gs in here
Just
Start running if my shooter here
Be worried if I choose to chill
Make a make double 2 appear
Don’t Give a
Fuck you got ya crew in here
Yeah
Get up ya money up
Run it
Up
Burn a
Blunt
Mazi Ozzi
On the run
Well if you find me
Ain’t no hiding
I Be going dumb
Dummy
Ain’t no hoe in my blood
Bitch in my veins
I roll with my gut
Never go with the grain
Ain't nan of these niggas tough
And hating bitches is played
You Always talking bout a check
Which of your bills getting paid
Like deposit to banks
Instead of Prada and dank
It be Cs and the no’s
And the grieving a ghost
And the visa and the poes in here
In about a week we gone know
Rain or sleet sun or snow
Who the hoes and the gs rin here
Just
Start running if mfry shooter here
Be wprried if I chfoose to chill
Make a make double 2 appear
Give a
Fuck you got ya crew in here
Yeah
Get up ya money up