Lil' Wyte

Lil' Wyte - Static Addict (Dragged & Chopped Remix) lyrics

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You ain't bulletproof
And your body ain't bulletproof
At any given time
You can get your ass fucking blown the fuck off
This motherfucking place from the Earth
So don't never think a nigga ain't watching
I got somebody watching
Yeah, you know what time it is, I'm a motherfucking

Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun

Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun

Gimme a Glock, gimme a 4-5 and I would be straight
Might make it through the day but by the night I'd need two AK's
A couple of sets of extra clips and some ham sandwiches
The po-pos know me and their used to my shananagans

I run the set, man, causing chaos everywhere
Wanna make a bet, man, I'll have you pulling out your hair
This is a have-to-do job but on a need-to-know basis
Don't keep your eyeballs on the prize, don't keep up with the faces

I roll with murderers, robbers, drug dealers, killers, and rapists
Also an army on the porch with plenty rockets awaitin'
Come test my patience, fool and find out how Lil' Wyte will react
I'll have these haters, fool flopping like some fish on their back

They got me fucked up, I'm about to load them trucks up
When I get crazy then you just might feel some hot stuff
When I get crazy then you just might feel some hot stuff
When I get crazy then you just might feel some hot stuff

This was not on my agenda
I was just only playing
But since you're testing my gangsta
It's too damn late for praying

Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun

Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun

Automatic gun fire busting at you hoes to get my point across
You got raw bullet to your dome is what I'm about to toss
Sold me a short sack now you about to feel the trauma
Sulfuric acid, so clogged in a pine box for your momma

What am I about to do some says you already know
Bring your family in this? No, I ain't as cool as you folks
This shits between me and you but between you and me
I got a feeling it might be all up to G-O-D

And you can talk all of the trash, you want it don't even matter
As long as my album keep selling, my pockets gonna get fatter
As long as my album keep selling, my pockets gonna get fatter
As long as my album keep selling, my pockets gonna get fatter

I guess the static is because I am the chosen one
Deadly circumstances come with job better have your gun
You might be found seeking, seeking for the perpetrator
Something tells me he real far and you won't find him, player

Quit your crying, bitching
And your whining, hating, faking, fronting
I'll run your ass up up off the block
'Cause I'm a motherfucking

Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic
Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun
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