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Statik Shock (feat. Show Banga) Lyrics


Iamsu! Statik Shock (feat. Show Banga)




[Intro: Iamsu!]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook : Iamsu!]
Wrist on static shock, iced out Patek
Millionaire status make your bitch drop the addy
Rolling up a fatty, red and black, Cincinnati
I know she a nat nat, so there's no feelings attached

[Verse 2: Iamsu!]
Yeah, I knew I could run my money up when everybody said I couldn't, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't drinking Henny 'cause my uncle say it's f..cking up my kidney, yeah, yeah, yeah (no, no, no)
I don't spend no money on a thot, she lucky if she get Wendy's, yeah, yeah, ay
Tiptoe, Triple S broke boy, get offended, yeah
Hitting notes like [?], yeah
I'm the hottest in the city, yeah
Paparazzi taking pictures, yeah
Diamonds dancing, new addition, yeah
We be swimming with the fishes, yeah
My lil baby's something vicious, yeah
We be swimming with the fishes, yeah
My lil baby's something vicious, yeah, uh, yeah

[Hook : Iamsu!]
Wrist on static shock, iced out Patek
Millionaire status make your bitch drop the addy
Rolling up a fatty, red and black, Cincinnati
I know she a nat nat, so there's no feelings attached
I got all the sauce, lil boy I ain't spilling that
Put on for my city, yeah you know they feeling that
Open up a lane for me, yeah they clearing that
2018 German auto steering that

[Verse 2: Show Banga]
In your bitch the M, she drop the addy
Like my bitches mixed and got a fatty
[?] on my chest causing static
All this silver in my chain can't keep my balance
I'm too ahead of these guys
I ain't fed up with that life
Me and my squad at the time
Please don't be looking surprised
For me to show up is a prize
Really I'm loving this life
Tell 'em keep her, heard she [?] Jesus
Jeez my neck is really freezing
[?] bang on Weezy
I got cash and visa
Put on for my people
[?] like 40
You is a foe not my brody
Need a car dash [?]
Cash [?]

[Hook : Iamsu!]
Wrist on static shock, iced out Patek
Millionaire status make your bitch drop the addy
Rolling up a fatty, red and black, Cincinnati
I know she a nat nat, so there's no feelings attached
I got all the sauce, lil boy I ain't spilling that
Put on for my city, yeah you know they feeling that
Open up a lane for me, yeah they clearing that
2018 German auto steering that



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