CJ Flemings - Status lyrics

(Hook) Big status n***a what it cost They ain't pulling off like a boss n***as straight dipped in the pot for the sauce (too much) In my head back home boy I'm too clutch (Verse 1) Gave that n***a daps now he's on a ride Pray to god I don't make my moma cry When the gun bust n***as in the feelings I got sdot taking care of business And Liello got the keys to the corvette Swear the know we run this sh** but they ain't sure yet, drop it down girl I'm giving you the co sign, she wanna f** a n***a good for some old times oh my (Pre Hook) Make sure, make sure you Ain't gon' wake up to One of these s**as in the club but I understand, I understand, you want a man b**hes call in sick for this dick cause your boy the sh** Band up on em quick, hit a lick, and we never miss (My youth) (Hook) (Verse 2) Let me n***as open up the gate Now I'm flying in and out of states Europe got a n***a reminiscing tough All the pretty women got me looking rough on the other side Landed on the Caribbean soil Rolling with your girl she getting spoil And I ain't fina stop until she's with it (with it x2) I might snap on every n***a till I get it get it get it woah (Pre Hook) (Hook x2) All my dogs dem notice I talk and they quote us See us in the streets oh my god n***as owe us I ain't ever really been the type acting bogus Squad's on top of everything n***as notice man its (Hook)