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Status

1Hip-Hop2017

Song Details

Status was released on December 30, 2017 by MTE Digital Distribution as a part of the album Every Dollar Counts

AlbumEvery Dollar Counts

ReleasedDecember 30, 2017

LabelMTE Digital Distribution

LanguageEnglish

BPM120

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Valence

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We the mafia

I got status, ****

Facebook, I got status

Savage like my name Randy

I pull that stick on you suckers

Now you feeling like candy

I chase the check, it can't stand it

I want my sack filled up with cabbage

I'ma go get to this guala

Money, that's my only habit

Facebook, I got status

Savage like my name Randy

I pull that stick on you suckers

Now you feeling like candy

I chase the check, it can't stand it

I want my sack filled up with cabbage

I'ma go get to this guala

Money, that's my only habit

My life like a movie

But you can't see the film

Fourteen karat gold everything, I shine like a gem

I get my hands dirty

Like I'm landscaping a lawn

These **** rooks and they pawns

I put that dick on your neck like I'm LeBron

I want them Benjamin Franklins

I want them Jacksons and Grants

I'm in love with the money

We got a romance

I can show you how to stretch out the coke

Just like a limousine

I be moving that weight like I'm liposuction

Bitch, I got a good self-esteem

I sat in the trap with C Chop 'til the sun came up

I can't give this dope game up

This money got a **** palms itching

I can't give up my addiction

I wasn't good with the algebra

But I was good with addition

OTC, I got it over the counter

I keep me a few prescriptions

Facebook, I got status

Savage like my name Randy

I pull that stick on you suckers

Now you feeling like candy

I chase the check, it can't stand it

I want my sack filled up with cabbage

I'ma go get to this guala

Money, that's my only habit

Facebook, I got status

Savage like my name Randy

I pull that stick on you suckers

Now you feeling like candy

I chase the check, it can't stand it

I want my sack filled up with cabbage

I'ma go get to this guala

Money, that's my only habit

I poured a deuce in the Gatorade

I ain't drinking soda no more

These **** bozos

I can't take that clown shit no more

I'm in the trap working like a job

I'm tryna get a sack

I got a recliner in my cut

That bitch got me leaning back

The trap open in the snow

The K chop like a Seminole

My watch gold with the indigo

Like a bomb, bitch, yes, I blow

Your BM all up in my DM

Goddamnit, it look like she 'bout to go

Patty cake, I'm the baker's man

I be playing all in the dough

My lil ****, they stay on go

Green light on you, you know it's go

I'm balling with no score

I know it hurt like a low blow

I'd die for my mafia

Just like an Italian

I'm watching for the crosses

Just like my medallions

Facebook, I got status

Savage like my name Randy

I pull that stick on you suckers

Now you feeling like candy

I chase the check, it can't stand it

I want my sack filled up with cabbage

I'ma go get to this guala

Money, that's my only habit

Facebook, I got status

Savage like my name Randy

I pull that stick on you suckers

Now you feeling like candy

I chase the check, it can't stand it

I want my sack filled up with cabbage

I'ma go get to this guala

Money, that's my only habit

Written by: Antwon Burney

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