lone wolf - static nation lyrics
[intro]
wallahi, wallahi, wallahi!
ayy dannlezz, is that you, yeah?
*gunshots*
[part i]
[intro: valentino]
over, its over, told her to bend over
off roading in the rover, ugly like corona
shoutout winona. (rest in piece bob)
[verse 1: valentino]
nike boys on the set, smoking ket
in the net, (top bins), where’s the rest
on my quest, she got a big chest
vultures in my nest, please let me rest
shoutout beth, shoutout meth
shoutout death, george best
hit it, i admit, i did it
i’m hittin’, i’m sitting, i’m ripping, i’m dripping
i’m willing, to make this, my mission. (on god)
i’m running late, gotta catch a train
gotta make it rain
no sad, no bad, i’m k!lly
i’m filly, i’m really * in the mood to eat, this beef
so used to winnin, like chief, keef, coral reef
*inaudible*
oil money this, (yeah), oil money that
posh boy that, (yeah) posh boy this
hittin clips, show them nips
tattoo on ribs, bbq dips
fish and chips. (fish and what?)
yeah that took you seven hours, man couldn’t tell
no we don’t kiss and tell
you were the top boy, yeah then you fell, (greaze)
man loves catching b*lls like odell
shoutout adele, (h*llo from the other side)
like what the h*ll, someone ring the bell
shoutout astroworld, now we in a different world
this a mac, bruv, not dell
eating my hobn0bs, shoutout steve jobs
this grind is nonstop, drop top
static nation on top, brown girls wearing crop tops
like please stop, i don’t want to*
*gunshots*
[verse 2: valentino]
sending shots overseas, smoking ketamine
it was gettin’ h*lla mean, chillin with the feens, moving sus like ur the dean
shoutout katness everdeen, environmentally friendly smoking green
nike boys on the scene
hit it once and i’m done, she call me her number 1
anything for the bum, yum, run, fun, sun, man bun
*inaudible*
the mandem chatting breeze, we making ps, (yeah) that’s on me
the gang tryna catch me, the opps are on me
clutching like s n d, yeah that’s a 1 v 3, clutching like s n d, yeah that’s a 1 v 3
[r.s. intermission]
bang, bang, boom
h*llo, danny? get me the shoota!
[part ii]
[intro: yc snipes]
come on england! (uh oh) yah!
(we about to make it ‘tallic)
[verse 1: yc snipes]
n*ggas is fake man man n*ggas is fake
talking assist on the brake
talking coming home late
talking simping on the regular
n*ggas making trash on the regular
n*ggas make tracks quick cuz they regular
beats on the band
i dont see no bands
who is these mans!
mans got no plans, mans got no fans
sounclouds cl!cks only from ur fam
man im off in a off white lamb
[verse 2: yc snipes]
7 hours cuz u fly commercial
me and snawaz in the pj
u n*ggas looking real …
nevermind thats haram
give u a hand but youd take the whole arm
but im on ur wifes ig with the charm
got ur whole streets garage on my arm, whos alarmed
so much bread im working long days on the farm
csgo b 4 2 im armed!
pull out the ak its repeater
she said im a weak n*gger beater
i’m here now so you can believe her
trash lyrics and took u a minute to spit it
had to take a break n*gga i thought u was gonna quit it!
n*ggas kept going they mustve thought they had it
n*ggas cap so much i swear its a habit
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