Video No Static de Real Boston Richey 2024 Rap Lyrics

Real Boston Richey - No Static Lyrics

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(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe)

Uh, uh
Percocets and strong blacks (Uh)
I hit her off the strong back (Uh)
Nigga, you don't even know 'bout that (Uh)
I can fuck a bitch I'll never break a sweat (Uh)
I'm runnin' down, I'm on they ass just like Charles Manson (Uh)
I ain't never leavin' my BM, bitch, just stop askin'
2012, none of you broke ass niggas was going to classes
It's time to bring the Bubbs back up, nigga, I miss taxin'
I don't know 'bout you, but, I ain't never flipped a bitch taxes
I'm quick to show a nigga, 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 nigga, you know I'm talking plastic
And if you really done clapped niggas, then, you ain't scared of the casket
I gave my bitch ten bands I tell her to fill her basket
"Go buy some Gucci, buy Chanel, bitch, '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, bitch, I ain't yo' daddy
I left a bitch 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

Bitch ass nigga don't want no static (Mm)
Bitch an nigga don't want no static (Hm-mm)
Every glizzy I tote, you know this bitch a automatic
I'm tryna face time a nigga (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
Nigga you gon kill, or you gon' cry about it?
I swept a bitch right off her feet, she say she blindsided
Last bitch, she got caught cheatin' and she lied 'bout it
They screamin' bros over hoes I gotta boycott it
(Uh) Wait- sidetrack nigga (Uh), sidetrack
(Uh) Wait- sidetrack nigga (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 nigga (Uh), sidetrack
(Uh) Wait- sidetrack nigga (Uh), sidetrack
Young Miami got you hoes think you gettin' a check
Ho, move yo' teeth, yo' childish ass 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 ass you know I ain't meant that
You posting ass all on IG I'm tryna hit that

Bitch ass nigga don't want no static (Mm)
Bitch an nigga don't want no static (Hm-mm)
Every glizzy I tote, you know this bitch a automatic
I'm tryna face time a nigga (Ooh), close casket