Check The Status

(Damn touch money)

Aye

Ain't nothing average, my bitch the baddest

Your bitch the saddest

Bitch check the status

We getting cabbage, we getting pape, we getting radish, we getting cake

You niggas late, don't make em a plate

Your business ain't straight, that's your mistake

You beef with jakes, we eating steaks

I'm in your state with outta state plates

I done lost my mind, bout a thousand times

I really get cake, got a thousand grinds

I freak my bitch, like Mr. Marcus

I don't shop at Walmart but I'll hit my Target

These niggas is talking, I don't listen to nonsense

You know how the streets go, violence respects violence

Cause I come from east, I was running the streets

If you let Jojo tell it, everybody gone eat

Hahaha- I got these niggas mad

Baby keep asking me, I'm gone pay for her ass

I'm a pay for her lash, I'm a pay for the nails too

I was down on my ass then a plug finally fell thru

Ain't nothing average, my bitch the baddest

Your bitch the saddest

Bitch check the status

We getting cabbage, we getting pape, we getting radish, we getting cake

You niggas late, don't make em a plate

Your business ain't straight, that's your mistake

You beef with jakes, we eating steaks

I'm in your state with outta state plates

They didn't see the vision till a nigga made it happen

I don't do the social flexing, I ain't into capping

I was taught to stack the cake and never be too flashy

Only class I ever passed was mathematics

Really compliments the fact that I don't have habits

So I be in the trenches, chilling with drug addicts

Phone doing numbers, really doing mathematics

Now I'm living lavish, dreams done became my habits

My life's a movie, shits really cinematic

Marco hit the phone like "bro, nigga send the package"

Tell the bitches come and get it, I'm a make it happen

Fu Money for the win, team captain

Ain't nothing average, my bitch the baddest

Your bitch the saddest

Bitch check the status

We getting cabbage, we getting pape, we getting radish, we getting cake

You niggas late, don't make em a plate

Your business ain't straight, that's your mistake

You beef with jakes, we eating steaks

I'm in your state with outta state plates

I beat the case

You rock with snakes

We run from jakes, ain't shit about us fakes aye

You know how them 40's play, up and let that semi spray

Leave your block on D.O.A, it'll never be okay

You know how I'm boming

Sending shots, they running

Fuck your bitch, she cumming and I keep them blue hunnits

Fu just came bussy buss, I don't know who to trust

Bulletproof vest on, bitch don't get stepped on

Cash route, nigga always on my bag route, my main bitch tripping cause my side bitch at the stash house

Don't make me pull this Mac out and have to spaz out

I'll pull up tripping on your dog and burn an crash out

Ain't nothing average, my bitch the baddest

Your bitch the saddest

Bitch check the status

We getting cabbage, we getting pape, we getting radish, we getting cake

You niggas late, don't make em a plate

Your business ain't straight, that's your mistake

You beef with jakes, we eating steaks

I'm in your state with outta state plates nigga