STATIC [p. OMAT]

ig @luhskai

Lyrics:
(which whip should I hop in)
Yea, with you like, what’s up?
I’m upset.
I’m uncertain.
Yea, I’m uncertain.
Got to keep a tec.
(30. On me, that shi- loud)

(yeah, ayy)
Which whip should I hop in?
I gotta glock with a beam on it, come and try me.
I got a lil uzi, I’mma let that bitch sing.
Caught you lackin’ the same place I fucked your bitch in.
(You a dope, boy)

You’re walkin’ around, ayy
With that Louis V, ayy
My shooters, they clean, ayy.
Stevie, I don’t see, yeah.

Ferragamo on my body, 
that’s what this money make, yeah.
I knew that hoe was a triffling one,
so I’mma just fuck her and leave, yeah.

Ayy, pull up like, what’s up? 
(what’s up)
Talkin’ all that shit, you get shot right up, yeah.
I been gettin’ swiss, got my money up, yeah.
Walk in with my 30. I’m gon pipe it up, yeah.

Shorty really want, I’mma pipe her, yeah.
(she get piped, yeah)
Most of these hoes be trifling, 
I can’t bring myself to wife them.
(I can’t wife them)
I be as high as the Eiffel, 
might as well give me the title.
(Give me the title)
I heard he was talkin’.
Honestly, I think you talked enough.

(yeah, yeah)
Which whip should I hop in?
I gotta glock with a beam on it, come and try me.
I got a lil uzi, I’mma let that bit sing.
Caught you lackin’ the same place I fucked your bitch in.
(You a dope, boy)

You’re walkin’ around, ayy
With that Louis V, ayy
My shooters, they clean, ayy.
Stevie, I don’t see, yeah.

Ferragamo on my body, 
that’s what this money make, yeah.
I knew that hoe was a triffling one,
so I’mma just fuck her and leave, yeah.

(I know, she don’t want me)
(She just want my green, yeah)

With you like, what’s up?
I’m upset.
I’m uncertain.
Yea, I’m upset.
Got to keep a tec.
(30. On me, that shi- loud)

(Keep it on me, that shit go pow)
(Know that I seen it go down)
(No, no)
(Shit go down)
(Yea, yeah)
(Yea, yeah)

(Woo)
(Yea, with you like, what’s up?)
(I’m upset)
(I’m uncertain)
(Yea, I’m uncertain)
(Got to keep a tec)

Hop In / Uzi [p. OMAT]

Slo [p. slash!]

444 (Prod. 4tmadeit + loaded)

(intro)
Yeah
Forreal

Light up my glock, I laced it.
Yeah, pull up in the trackhawk, race it.

Yea, told 'em relax.
We pull up in the dark shooting shots out the mag.
Cold, I'm wearing chrome hearts
I'm finna stunt to the max
Sip qualit to relax.

(Hook)
I think you know sumn
Keep it closed up
Ion put my trust in noone
I done took too much, might throw up
I was just broke
Now it's 2k in my soda.
(so)

Yeah
Money's coming in, yeah
Laughing to the bank
I think that's some funny shi, yeah
Smoking on sum dank
Coughing, my nose running, yeah yeah
We sippin' on sum drank
This no Robitussin, yeah yeah

(Post Chorus)
It's that kind of vibe
Smokin' 'till we high and fly
I would take another perc but I'm scared I'll die
We thought them eddy's weren't working
So we took 5
(yeah we took 5)

(verse)
Yeah
Go and get your bands up
You don't got no bands
Crying boy, go pitch a tantrum
I got a couple grand
Throw it at a couple dancers
Talkin' shi, I'm on a jet
We throwin' hands when I land, yeah

Ayy, copped that whip to drive it damn dumb
Yeah, swerve it like we driving it drunk
Put her in the past because that's where she from
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck
I'm like, fuck you think?
yeah, ayy
Ice, my cuban link, swinging when we fuck, yeah
Drop a tab, I think this not LSD, yeah
If he not tryna keep peace
LMG's I keep, yeah
This a two tone AP on me
Cost a couple Gs, yeah

You mild
We wild
We up, yeah
My cup's watered down, fill me up
You a child, you not one of us
Smoke him like a black and mild
Lil bitch, rollin' up.
(heyy)

Yeah, all they talk
Hater's just some fans, yeah
Yeah I know that you're pocket watching
Let's go band for band, yeah
They seen me stacking, now they haunted
Ghost under they bed, yeah
Yeah I'm too used to sippin' qualit
Ion want no red, yeah.
(whoaa)

(Hook)
I think you know sumn
Keep it closed up
Ion put my trust in noone
I done took too much, might throw up
I was just broke
Now it's 2k in my soda.
(so)

Yeah
Money's coming in, yeah
Laughing to the bank
I think that's some funny shi, yeah
Smoking on sum dank
Coughing, my nose running, yeah yeah
We sippin' on sum drank
This no Robitussin, yeah yeah

(Post Chorus)
It's that kind of vibe
Smokin' 'till we high and fly
I would take another perc but I'm scared I'll die
We thought them eddy's weren't working
So we took 5
(yeah we took 5)

(outro)
Yeah
Money's coming in, yeah
Laughing to the bank
I think that's some funny shi, yeah
Smoking on sum dank
Coughing, my nose running, yeah yeah
We sippin' on sum drank
This no Robitussin, yeah yeah

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