Status

Uh

Yeah

Turn the beat up a little bit

Keep that too, though

Yeah

Status risin', all the ratchet bitches fantasizin' (yeah)

Patek dancin' through the night, I got Ms. Gladys diamonds (Gladys)

In Costa Rica, pink coca, that shit tantalizin'

Knew this rap shit was really over, I been analyzed

There's no more niggas left like me so the demand de-risin' (no more)

But then I watch the racks to see that's who they glamorizin' (that shit crazy)

Shit agonizin', street code, them niggas ratified it

Then I think about the M's I make, yeah, that's what's gratifyin'

This ain't 'bout lyrics when I rhyme, I'm piecin' words together

I speak to motivate the trappers piecin' birds together (Drank God)

To keep it real, I only vibe with dudes I served together

High performance, paint the Merci' yellow, got blue curry cheddar (bitch)

Uh-huh, all my dreams came to fruition like I did some voodoo

Quarter brick sittin' on the plate, look like a dish of fufu (look like a dish of fufu)

Fishscale'll wheel 'em in, I'm tryna fish for doo-doo (dog shit)

Got my whole wrist filled up with water like I swimmed in Ryukyu (Japan)

Crash the Urus in Miami, this patch a new seven

I know they jealous, so we ball, I'm passive-aggressive (fuck 'em)

Or might be mad 'cause they paper won't last a recession

Niggas even hate the jewels I wear, they antisemitic, huh

I been quiet for some time, and now it's damage time (it's damage time)

I never jump right into nothin', I like to strategize (strategize)

From lean house to juice bars, I built an enterprise

Rollie, Bathin' Ape, blue G-Shock just on the random side

Brand-new Ghost, a black Benz, look how the stars move (stars)

I like how them Davins stop soon as the cars move

We used to count up food stamps and now it's all blues

The only thin' we had up in the kitchen was some dog food (dog food)

I used to dream about that Rolls, then I finally got it (Double-R)

Used to dream 'bout icy wrists, then I finally got it (wrists)

Used to dream about them M's, then I finally got 'em

I turned all my losses into wins when I finally got it

I'm finally on

Hmm, yeah, we finally on

Yeah, nigga, we finally on

Bought my mama a new crib 'cause we finally on (yeah)

Macaroni Toni

Tactical vest with the patches on it

Like my chicks half thick, half bony (uh)

My dog got dog food like a Doberman

Fah, rrr, fah, shit broke his chin (uh)

Pour some liquor, millions and some attendance

I call her twin 'cause we known to finish each other sentences

I got three hoes with me just like Christmas Eve

Shawty known to treat these testicles like Listerine

I been a businessman way before the LLC

Money is a cure for a disease they got called jealousy (yeah)

I got a slew of ideas just like Curren$y (a slew)

Heard you fabricatin' your monthly listeners currently (that's right)

It's 2 Chainz, but only one of me (one)

I'm rich with benefits, I got a mink rug, so I'm undefeated (under feet)

I'm so hard, shit, I can't believe it (I can't)

I told a chick I'm a dog, throw a bone, watch me retrieve it (me)

I'm Tity Boi, I done signed cleavage (on God)

I can tell what she thinkin', I'm a mind reader

A back bender (what?), a pie eater (uh)

All she remembers is the tattoos and the wifebeater (what else?)

A gunshots in the air, it ain't no night either (uh)

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 Rolls, then I finally got it

Used to dream 'bout icy wrists, then I finally got it

Used to dream about them M's, then I finally got 'em

I turned all my losses into wins when I finally got it

I'm finally on

Hmm, yeah, we finally on

Yeah, nigga, we finally on

Bought my mama a new crib 'cause we finally on