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Static

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Static foi lançado em 27 de março de 2020 por TenThousand Projects, LLC como parte do álbum QUINCHO

Detalhes da canção

Data de lançamento27 de março de 2020

EditoraTenThousand Projects, LLC

LanguageEnglish

Melodicidade

Acústica

Valência

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM73

DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Quin NFN

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Quinlan Sharif McAfee

Quinlan Sharif McAfee

Lyrics

Christian Isaac Olivarez

Christian Isaac Olivarez

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

CioMadeTheTrack

CioMadeTheTrack

Producer

Letra

Holla

Gang (pow, pow, pow, pow)

Pow, yo

Ay, ay, we gon' lay 'em down (fa, fa, fa)

Down with this bitch

Uh, gang

I just want some now, want some face, I want some static

I'm in the hood with the Glock on me

'Cause I got a whole lot of knots on me

Shout like a copper, we not police

If you play make 'em dip like nacho cheese

Why'd you cut, you not gon' squeeze that tub

It get hit with this macho bean

I'll throw him no in, it is not your team

Even we got more shares than a taco scheme

I put a stick and a glizzy on me

I'm walkin' 'round with a barrell

Ay, I blew like twenty of your sacks ****

Got a bag with them packs off (I was trippin')

We know that **** ain't know that shit

But he be rappin' his ass off

Takin' it for a song, bag talk

Rockets all in my home, blast off

Got a whole lot of shit to complain about

But still **** get through the situation

You better ask what we do to ****

Have a **** hold street, an investigation

You know I ain't winnin' and I'm from the slum

But I got a whole lot of dedication

**** play with that gang, get hit with this gun

We pop this bitch, get us some medication

Only my momma a gangster, ****

I went and bought her a G-Wagon

I'm walkin' around with like thirty bands

And all twenties that's what got my jeans saggin'

Run around town, while I got my partner's clutch

'Cause the choppers you playin' with bring steady

I'm sippin' drank, doesn't mean Henney

Slide done hit me, his ****, his team vanish

If he from the slide then I'm from the slide

'Cause I'm tryna ride that's just how I be

Our best **** die 'cause bro got their fire

Pull over the line and give 'em a crease

He tryna advise but we got them Glocks

Pull up and just fight now, he's tryna leave

I came out the mud now I'm on the plane

Flyin' out bitches and flyin' out P's

I'm in the hood with the Glock on me

'Cause I got a whole lot of knots on me

Shout like a copper, we not police

If you play make 'em dip like nacho cheese

Why'd you cut, you not gon' squeeze that tub

It get hit with this macho bean

I'll throw him no in, it is not your team

Even we got more shares than a taco scheme

I put a stick and a glizzy on me

I'm walkin' 'round with a barrell

Ay, I blew like twenty of your sacks ****

Got a bag with them packs off (I was trippin')

We know that **** ain't know that shit

But he be rappin' his ass off

Takin' it for a song, bag talk

Rockets all in my home, blast off

Hold on (gang) hold on, ay ay

I'm walkin' around, we just static, uh

Play 'round with us, I feel like bein' a double

'Cause we tryna play some, uh

Ay, ay pull up a crackin' bitch ****, feels like Reese

Uh, run 'round now, I'ma hit

Throwin' a stove and he ain't whippin' grease

Run 'round town with a part of the van

Uh, ignoring the G, uh play 'round with us

Uh, run 'round town we static, uh okay, uh

Uh, uh, what you tryna get on him, hey

Uh, play 'round with us and we hit

Uh, run around town, we static, uh

Written by: CioMadeTheTrack, Quinlan Sharif McAfee

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