[Intro]
Fuck with my status
She liking my status
201915 [x4]
Let's get it [x3]
[Verse 1: Arte]
You niggas ain't ready
Got this new Arte and Teddy
Taking poe to the belly
TeeLowe hittin' my celly
Cause he grinding in GA
Smoking dro outta CA
The fuck was you thinkin' lil nigga
We still keeping daily on replay
Yo shawty trippin' at the function
I drink until I can't see nothin'
You a bitch I can tell how you bluffin'
Them tribal niggas up to somethin'
We finish y'all up like some crumbs
And we doin' it all for the fun
My watch feel like it weigh a ton
Yo momma like me you my son
The last bar was so childish
Skirt of on a hoe with no knowledge
I'm whippin' a whip with low mileage
So I'm doin' a hundred up on the highway
Plus I'm keepin' it 2 more than 98
Yo shawty say I'm a 10 on my worst day
But I tell her I'm filled up I can't date
I couldn't help but laugh lookin' at that face
But it's all good
Still gettin' love from the hood
While I'm catchin' juggs
Bangin' the wish nigga woulds
And leavin' these bodies in woods
Leave it all for the wolves
Can't wait to say that we did it
Still lovin' this life that I'm livin'
So I can not say good riddins'
Nigga you gotta be kiddin'
[Pre-Hook]
Count the green and no salad
While yo wifey get ratchet
Cause she like how I'm stackin'
And she like how I'm rappin'
She say I got talent
She liking my status
You liking my status
So fuck with my status
[Hook]
Fuck with my status [x3]
She liking my status
Fuck with my status [x2]
You liking my status
She liking my status
[Verse 2]
S-T-A-T-U-S nigga
All on too fresh nigga
And I do(s) this nigga
You might say this mediocre
No I can't fold cause I don't fuck with poker
Nigga you lame, we all know you a loner
You out of two minds if you think that it's over
Cause we just begun
LSD all up on shawty tongue
Really don't wanna pull out this gun
Cause I'm guaranteed you don't want none
So you better back up
You know that we strapped up
There's no need for back up
Please get yo racks up
And get yo facts up
But we gettin' this salad
But im guessing that you call it cabbage
All my niggas gon' have it
Even if we just grabbin' and baggin'
Still couintin' the racks
While these niggas be runnin' 4 flats
I'm sure that you wouldn't want that
With the tribe on my back
Cause you know that we runnin' in packs
You know that we with it
Cause we handle our business
Still chasin' the riches
No time for the wishes
You know we high fashion
That's our satisfaction
Why the fuck are you bashin'?
Just fuck with the status