Status Songtext
von Icewear Vezzo

Uh, yeah
Turn the beat up a little bit, keep that too though
Yeah

Status rising, all the ratchet bitches fantasizing
Paddock dancing through the night, I got Miss Gladys diamonds
In Costa Rica, pink coca, that shit tantalizing
I knew this rap shit was really over, I′ve been analyzed
There's no more niggas left like me, so the demand arises
But then I watch the racks and see, that′s who they glamorizing
Shit agonizing, street code, them niggas ratified it
Then I think about the Ms I make, that's what's gratifying

This ain′t about lyrics when I rhyme, I′m piecing words together
I speak to motivate the trappers, piecing birds together
To keep it real, I only vibe with dudes I serve together
High performance, paint them Marcy yellow, got blue curry cheddar
All my dreams came to fruition, like I did some voodoo
Quarter bricks, sitting on the plate, look like a dish of fufu
Fish scale of Willemien, I'm trying to fish for doodoo
Got my whole wrist filled up with water, like I swam in Ruku


Crash the Urus in Miami, this is past the new seven
I know they jealous, so we ball, I′m passive-aggressive
Or might be mad 'cause they paper won′t last a recession
Niggas even hate the jews I wear, they anti-Semitic
I've been quiet for some time, and I was damaged time
I never jumped right into nothing, I like to strategize
From lean house to juice bars, I built an enterprise
Frozy bathing, eight blue G-Shock, just on a random side

Brand-new ghosts of black badges, no kind of stars move
I like how them dabbing stops as soon as the cars move
We used to count up food stamps, and now it′s all blues
The only thing we had up in the kitchen was some dog food

I used to dream about that robe, then I finally got it
Used to dream 'bout icy wrist, then I finally got it
Used to dream about them Ms, then I finally got 'em
I turned all my losses into wins when I finally got it
I′m finally on
Yeah, we finally on
Yeah, nigga, we finally on
Bought my mama in a new crib ′cause we finally on


Macaroni Tony, tactical vest with the patches on it
Like my chicks half thick, half bony
My dog got dog food like a Doberman
Fah, grr, fah, shit, broke his chin
Toast some liquor, man, send some tendons
I call it twin 'cause we known to finish each other′s sentences
I got three hos with me just like Christmas Eve
Shawty known to treat these testicles like Listerine

I've been a businessman way before the LLC
Money is the cure for a disease they got called jealousy
I got a slew of ideas that′s like currency
Heard you fabricate your monthly listeners currently
It's 2 Chainz, but only one of me
I′m rich with benefits, I got a mink rug, so I'm undefeated
I'm so hard, shit, I can′t believe it
I told a chick I′m a dog, throw a bone, watch me retrieve it

I'm Titty Boi, I done signed cleavage
I can tell what she thinking, I′m a mind reader
A backbender, a pie eater
All she remembers is the tattoos and the wife beater
A gunshot's in the air, it ain′t no Nike either
You don't get too many second chances in life either
I think twice before I make a move
I wear my jewels when I′m in the pool
My advice, if they say fuck it, you say fuck it too

I used to dream about that robe, then I finally got it
Used to dream 'bout icy wrist, then I finally got it
Used to dream about them Ms, then I finally got 'em
I turned all my losses into wins when I finally got it
I′m finally on
Yeah, we finally on
Yeah, nigga, we finally on
Bought my mama in a new crib ′cause we finally on