No. 8 (Explicit)

No. 8 (Explicit) - Statik Selektah/Westside Gunn/Conway/Termanology

Yeah you know who the f**k it is

Y'all niggas p**sy man

I see it

No wonder you walk around f**kin' mad all day n****r you broke

Get it bcak

Ayo Statik Selektah

I got these niggas strappin' their vest up

B**th niggas get to talkin' then I'm grabbin' the heckler

My OG's said don't let these rap niggas stress ya uh

Especially a ni**a you had under pressure

The mac on the dresser it had a compressor

So you don't hear sh*t when it clapping it wet ya

Out we lurkin' all day and if I happen to

Catch ya two things black bag or a stretcher

I'm back and I'm fresher never been to college nah

Never had a professor but I just got a package from hector whoa

I'm straight ni**a writing down a set of weight ni**a

But I'd rather be in the studio going apes ni**a

You just a rapper stay in your place ni**a

Before I had the goons blinking at your wraith ni**a

Stay in your lane and be safe ni**a

Or get hit with the 30 in the face ni**a

Ayo no soul b**th sold my sh*t

Your pockets got holes I guess you're cheese all Swiss

Let me squeeze tech got it running like boat ni**a

White stripes on the fatigue coat

Fear of god high tops

My rhyme's got a clean but it great by a lady get time stop

I never idolized no ni**a never

Never been shook of no ni**a never

Took over the phones in the building

18th street stabbed the ni**a a million times

I've seen it with my own eyes

Sh*t those are blood that ni**a lying now dying

He lost a bet on the giants

All you seen was chunks of that ni**a flyin'

No CO's somebody need to mop the sh*t up

Ayo it's a stick up

I'm in a castle blasted throw you in a bath of acid

Every word I spat is classic ratchet in the lavish fashion

I turn a shooter to a moving target

Trying to cop a Louis carpet

When I do this shopping for this new apartment

The leather MCM bag it got dabs in it

Molly Percocet the piff and acid tabs in it

I'm just a vandal with a hammer with a broken handle

Rappers is broke I'm going home to a Naomi Campbell

Virgin Mary in my bed with a holy candle

Holy water in my bathtub with gold roman sandals

I'll rock a room but I'll be rockin' all across the globe

But rewind I had a stocking on ready to rob your gold

I'm quick to smash a cutie even if she bad and boujee

Monogram Gucci Jacuzzi now that's a future movie

I'm benny blanc with a weapon running by the train

Silencer on the smoker put gun powder in your veins

Hopped a lot of planes rocked a lot of chains clocked a lot of fame

And you lil p**sy boys not the same

100 bottles in a week celebrating life

Gave the door man 100 dollors just to shake the ice

P**sy I'll take your life from you with the rusty eight

Earthquake your soul when I'm busting with this Russian K

Selling eight balls your boy made a ton of cake

Now we puffing eighths getting blunted to this No. 8