Chief Keef & Mike WiLL Made-It – Status Lyrics

Ayy
Ayy, Mike Will
F*** should we do wit’ these n*****, man?

Okay, okay
Put him in the trunk (Trunk)
Put him in the forest, change his name to Gump (Gump)
Soon as I let the window 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****, you gettin’ stuck
Speedin’ in a foreign, pockets holdin’ all the humps
Yeah, I’m rich, homie, but don’t know that n**** Quan (Nah)
Neck on lagoon, boy, yo’ s*** be on pond (Ha)
Snakes in the grass when we stummin’ on the lawn (Stum)
Been a bad boy, b****, 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, that b**** look like I’m hidin’
Took her to the hood and she mumbled, “n**** savage” (Ayy)

N****, get a farm and get some cabbage (Ayy)
N****, get a farm and get some cabbage
N****, get a farm and get some cabbage (Cabbage)
N****, get a farm and get some cabbage (Ayy)
I be tryna break my bad habits
Diamonds singin’ on a b**** like Lenny Kravitz
Put you to a end like some credits (End)
Choppa put you up like a status (Bang)

When I pull up, you know I’m swaggin’ (Swaggin’)
He actin’ like a killer, n**** braggin’ (N**** 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**** 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 lead, b****** 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**** it’s FedEx (Knock, knock)
They can’t 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***** always sour like vinegar (Vinegar)
I’m tryna fit five, six b****** in the car (B****** in the car)
I’m tryna fit five, six b****** in the car (B****** in the car)
N***** always sour like vinegar (Vinegar)
I’m tryna fit five, six b****** in the car (B****** in the car)
B****, I’m on S*****, ’bout to eat the moon (Moon)
She won’t only eat the d***, the b**** will eat a shroom (Shroom)
Spider webbin’ hoes, we gon’ need a broom
It’s 12 AM but you won’t see the noon (Noon)
B****, 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****, hey baby, go in either room
Let’s get it
Pull up to the county, tell ’em free the goons
You always sad, I’ll watch the f*****’ sea bloom
Tell them split the red in the green room (Ayy)
Crazy a** sandals at a cookout (Bang)
Security a** n****, be a lookout
Where George at I’m slidin’ to the Bush house (Skrt)
Act like I was east when it went south
Four piece on my neck, feel like heroes (Bling, bling, bling)
“Sosa is you straight,” yeah, I’m narrow
Tell Robin Hood to sharpen up my arrows
Had my b**** beat a b****, red sparrow
And I’m havin’ more stripes than a shelltoe
I be smokin’ more trees than a Timberland
Hang him off a tree if I catch Zimmerman
Let his a** die, b****, f*** the ambulance
Let his a** die, b****, f*** the ER
I’ll drive a smart car through street war
Man, these n***** s*****’ d*** for some PR
You got a drum, I got a drum, let’s have a beat war
Blue jeans, gray jeans, let’s have a jean war
N****, you need to close your eyes, you never seen war (B****)
Man, I’m f***** up, ridin’ with that Glock docked
Met the gang, beat your a**, bet your papa die
Squally a** n****, n****, you a copper cop (Cop, squally)
When my locksmith pull up and pop a lock
‘Posed to c*** and pop p**** but you popped and drop (Drop)
And my son a f****** prince like he with Rap-A-Lot

Bang
Bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang
Yeah
Skrt
Beat him
Cop
Squally
Pop it and drop it