CHECK THE STATUS (feat. FuMoney & Quick Wit The Stick)

(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 F*ck 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