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chief keef - status lyrics

[intro]
ayy
ayy, mike will
f#ck should we do wit’ these n#ggas, man?

[verse 1]
okay, okay
put him in the trunk (trunk)
put him in the forest, change his name to gump (gump)
soon as i let the water down, you gon’ smell the skunk (dope)
legendary, write my name in rosetta stone (stone, ayy)
yeah, you got a chain but you a punk (punk)
yeah, i got a pump, i let it rock like punk (punk)
four pail, triple s’s, b#tch, you gettin’ stuck
speedin’ in a foreign, pockets holdin’ all the humps
yeah, i’m rich, homie, but don’t know that n#gga quan (nah)
neck on lagoon, boy, yo’ sh#t be on pond (ha)
snakes in the grass when we stummin’ on the lawn (stum)
been a bad boy, b#tch, i feel like martin lawrence
and i’m gettin’ head in the foreign, where i’m goin’ (skrt)
gettin’ a massage in the foreign while drivin’ (skrt)
all black truck, baby, look like [?]
took her to the hood and she mumble, n#gga savage (ayy)

[chorus]
n#gga, get a farm and get some cabbage (ayy)
n#gga, get a farm and get some cabbage
n#gga, get a farm and get some cabbage (cabbage)
n#gga, get a farm and get some cabbage (ayy)
i be tryna break my bad habits
diamonds hangin’ on a b#tch like lenny kravitz
put you to a end like some credits (end)
choppa put you up like a status (bang)

[verse 2]
when i pull up, you know i’m swaggin’ (swaggin’)
he actin’ like a k!ller, n#gga braggin’ (n#gga braggin’)
somebody tell security, let the bag in (let the bag in)
walk up in the club, get the backend (get the backend)
they won’t even know a n#gga packin’ (packin’)
i might be high but i ain’t lackin’ (but i ain’t lackin’)
flame a little blunt, no stressin’ (dirt)
gotta have the legs, b#tches sketchy (sketchy)
four years probation, judge petty (judge petty)
oh, you think you got me? let’s get it (let’s get it)
knock, knock, knock, b#tches fedex (knock, knock)
they can read about you on reddit (on reddit)
i’ll put your life on amazon (amazon)
hoppin’ out the dawn like a been a don (been a don)
n#ggas always sound like vinegar (vinegar)
i’m tryna fit five, six b#tches in the car (b#tches in the car)
i’m tryna fit five, six b#tches in the car (b#tches in the car)
n#ggas always sound like vinegar (vinegar)
i’m tryna fit five, six b#tches in the car (b#tches in the car)
b#tch, i’m on saturn, ’bout to eat the moon (moon)
she won’t normally eat the d#ck, the b#tch is eatin’ shrooms (shroom)
spotted wit’ my hoes we gon’ need a broom
it’s 12 am but you won’t see the noon (noon)
b#tch, i been a goon, i don’t need goon (nah)
how you ride through my hood and you ain’t see the goons?
make the stick breakdance, i don’t need no tunes
tell your b#tch, hey baby, go and leave the room
esketit
pull up to the county, tell ’em free the goons
you always sad, i’ll watch the f#ckin’ sea bloom
tell them split the red in the green room (ayy)
crazy ass sandals at a cookout (bang)
security ass n#gga, be a lookout
wit’ george and i’m slidin’ to the bush house (skrt)
i’m like, i was east when it went south
four piece on my neck, feel like heroes (bling, bling, bling)
she said, “is you straight,” yeah, i’m narrow
tell robin hood to sharpen up my arrow
had a b#tch beat a b#tch, red sparrow
and i’m havin’ more stripes than a [?]
i be smokin’ more trees than a timberland
hang him off a tree if i catch zimmerman
let his ass die, b#tch, f#ck the ambulance
let his ass die, b#tch, f#ck the er
i’ll drive a smart car through street war
man, these n#ggas suckin’ d#ck for some [?]
you got drum, i got a drum, let’s have a beat war
blue jeans, gray jeans, let’s have a jean war
n#gga, you need to close your eyes, you never seen war (b#tch)
man, i’m f#cked up, ridin’ with that glock docked
met the gang, beat your ass, bet your papa die
squally ass n#gga, n#gga, you a copper cop (cop, squally)
when my locksmith pull up and pop a lock
‘posed to c#ck and pop p#ssy but you puff and drop (drop)
and my son a f#cking prince like he won’t rap a lot

[outro]
bang
bang
bang, bang
bang, bang, bang
yeah
skrt
beat a cop
squally
pop it and drop it

- chief keef lyrics

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