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BoatHouse - STATIC MODE Lyrics




[ Featuring Mother Nature, Dave Coresh ]

Energy on static
This is automatic

All we spit is classic
Check our demographic

We keep climbing ladders

Blinded by the magic
We don't do distractions

Flipping thru these chapters
Like ascended masters

Capping in her captions
Neva do attachments

Keep it post-traumatic
Put that on your status

Lacking in your fashion
That's your favorite fabric

Tell me when to start this shit this harder than my last tape
Worser than mama whip wit starter tricks
And Bad brakes
Riding thru the residential , neighbors throwing mad shade
I ain't even trippin, this mo pimpin for my gas tank
I do not do moderate, got hotter when Her ass shake
Model Bitches wanna f**k my n***a like he valet
God I know he tempted, girl he whip it like a bad slave.
Hard to mind yo business, when sittin on yo damn face ahhhh

Only keep da baddest around me
Look at all the baddies surrounding
Ima need change for a thousand
I KNO SHE MAD,,,she da only one frowning

Levitate in all white w dat FAM drippin
Sending signals,
U can't hear it, dats God bidness
Done tapped in, won't be too specific
Where ya clothes at?
Where ya goals at?
Ima soul-tapper, might leave her after
I ain't got the answers, baby ask ya altar
I am not the master
But the things we did might get in yo head,
I figure
Want a ring from Queen but da king ain't got no agenda
Who dat-
Both sides-multi-tongue-tied
Gold eye-no lies-trust I
Fly w da wings of polar opposites
Dominant vibes she like the sound of it
& I been Tried, tested
Rejected from my one true Love
I found, corrected
Accepted all my own reflections
Time's a tester
Invested, now I'm reepin blessings
Still tryna spread em too thin
She don't know I'm ALL so she stay w them
Got da key to da gold garden
& I'm so parched, drink da whole carton
She Love artists, so I spyt a poem
Fore she turned heartless
Hella guarded cuz da fear is real, mental strain
Pointless passion, cuz she Love the pain
So I lift her soul as she scream my name
Thinkin F*ck the world & im glad she came
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Energy on static
This is automatic

All we spit is classic
Check our demographic

We keep climbing ladders

Blinded by the magic
We don't do distractions

Flipping thru these chapters
Like ascended masters

Capping in her captions
Neva do attachments

Keep it post-traumatic
Put that on your status

Lacking in your fashion
That's your favorite fabric

Tell me when to start this shit this harder than my last tape
Worser than mama whip wit starter tricks
And Bad brakes
Riding thru the residential , neighbors throwing mad shade
I ain't even trippin, this mo pimpin for my gas tank
I do not do moderate, got hotter when Her ass shake
Model Bitches wanna f**k my n***a like he valet
God I know he tempted, girl he whip it like a bad slave.
Hard to mind yo business, when sittin on yo damn face ahhhh

Only keep da baddest around me
Look at all the baddies surrounding
Ima need change for a thousand
I KNO SHE MAD,,,she da only one frowning

Levitate in all white w dat FAM drippin
Sending signals,
U can't hear it, dats God bidness
Done tapped in, won't be too specific
Where ya clothes at?
Where ya goals at?
Ima soul-tapper, might leave her after
I ain't got the answers, baby ask ya altar
I am not the master
But the things we did might get in yo head,
I figure
Want a ring from Queen but da king ain't got no agenda
Who dat-
Both sides-multi-tongue-tied
Gold eye-no lies-trust I
Fly w da wings of polar opposites
Dominant vibes she like the sound of it
& I been Tried, tested
Rejected from my one true Love
I found, corrected
Accepted all my own reflections
Time's a tester
Invested, now I'm reepin blessings
Still tryna spread em too thin
She don't know I'm ALL so she stay w them
Got da key to da gold garden
& I'm so parched, drink da whole carton
She Love artists, so I spyt a poem
Fore she turned heartless
Hella guarded cuz da fear is real, mental strain
Pointless passion, cuz she Love the pain
So I lift her soul as she scream my name
Thinkin F*ck the world & im glad she came
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Writer: AIDAN SIGEL-BRUSE, DAVID BRADFORD, SHASTA MATHEWS, TIERNEY REED
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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