No Static

[Intro: Famous Dex]

Hey, Ha

ChaseTheMoney,  ChaseTheMoney

Yuh,  ha, what, yah, hah

How we doin'? (Yuh)

Ohh man god damn, what?

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]

Bad  bitch, suck on my dick, huh

I  just pulled up wit' a stick, huh

Yeah, I'm sippin' on lean

I'm  drinkin' that rim, I'm feelin' like Critch

Hey, fuck lil' bitch every day

She let me give me that face

Baby bitch give me brain, Wayne

I  be getting money, you a dummy

Swear to god, I put dick right in her tummy

Yeah, you niggas so bummy

Huh, I can't talk 'cause you dummy

Fiend, sippin' on all this lean

Ooh with this money on me

You can call a money machine, ha

Yeah, I got it

Run up on him with rocket, swear he ain't got shit, huh

Yeah, I pop me a bean

Got a big lil' bitch, swear to god she will suck dick, huh

Ooh, yuh, baby girl suck on that dick though

And I get mad, and I get mad

Gettin' money, givetin' money, yeah, big doors, bitch

[Interlude: Famous Dex & (Jay Critch)]

Bitch, know what I'm sayin'

I dont, really do all that talk shit, all that flexing

Yknow what im saying?

Like i said

I got so much energy

Imma let this person talk their shit

Jay Critch talk to 'em

Ya dig (Hey!)

[Verse 2: Jay Critch]

I walked in with a bad bitch, they don't want static

I made Givenchy, my fabric

My diamonds flashin', givin' 'em static

Used to have bands in the mattress

Look at the bag, how it's Stackin

How my 30s pull up like, "What happened?"

Slime scorin', he plays for the Magic

In the foreign, she said she needs chapstick

Boy, you ain't got money, it's tragic

Put the dick in her mouth, now she gaggin'

I woke up to some money, fantastic

Make it stretch just like Fantastic 4

You a pussy, what you rappin' for?

You a rookie but I have to score

I'm too high, I almost crashed the Porsche

Butterfly, I had to catch the doors

That prolly went over your head

Shorty bad, I hit her up for that head

I was runnin' up four pints for the med's

Fuck her once she tryna stay in my bed

But I'm kickin' her out, yeah, pronto

Ballin' like Harden, you ballin' like Lonzo

Smokin' that cookie and paper and Fronto

Nine to your back like a nigga named Rondo

'Cause I'm getting the green like its Boston, flossin'

If he ain't sign't up, its gon' cost him

I give my white girl the coke, she say, "Awesome"

If you ain't talkin' no money, you lost 'em

Hood fave, bitch, I'm all about dividends

That money comin' around like the ceiling fan

I be the boss and these niggas the miniman

Nigga bitch talkin' the money, lets get it then