Status (Woke Up) lyrics

[Intro: Slump6s]
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
C'mon (Hollywood J)
C'mon, c'mon

[Chorus: Slump6s]
Huh, I just want the cash, cash (Let do it)
How this sh*t make me a bad man? (Let do it)
Most these n*gga green like Cash App
I just put [?] f*cking SnapChat (Let's go)
Hoe wan' eat me up, and that's that
I be smokin' za' like CashNasty
I can't f*ck that lil' hoe, that's nasty
Got then rackies comin' in, gladly
Yeah, woke up, I had a bag to make
Woke up, I got some fashion habits
Slime said, "Get you a bag", okay
Opp ass n*gga wanna check my status
I'm in that motherf*ckin' fast lane
All my brothers, they ball March Madness
Don't get hit with that stick, baby
I don't want sh*t to end up tragic for ya
[Verse 1: Slump6s]
I'm in that Maybach, [?]
[?]
That b*tch my [?], no, I can't stand the hoe
I need a medic, lean got me talkin' slow
Big body truck, b*tch I know how to park it though
[?], I'ma lob it though
I'm smokin' strong, yeah this blunt got me coughin', hoe
My b*tch got orange hair like Kim Possible
[?]
He got hit, [?]
Yo b*tch pulled up on me, how I stop the hoe?
Skrrt up out of here, yeah, my team they unstoppable
Wock in my cup, but I don't need no doctor for it
Everything I got on me, you could not afford
Don't try one of my n*ggas, they knockin' doors
Don't try one of my hoes, 'cause [?]
n*gga stealin' my flow, thinkin' no one knows
Real n*gga, ain't puttin' on no persona
Heard they rockin' fake sh*t, so we don't endorse 'em
[?]
Ride 'round skrrtin' in a [?], turn lil' bro to a hashtag
n*gga want smoke, we can match that
Only want guap, where the racks at? Yeah

[Chorus: Slump6s]
Huh, I just want the cash, cash (Let do it)
How this sh*t make me a bad man? (Let do it)
Most these n*gga green like Cash App (Yeah)
I just put [?] f*cking SnapChat (Let's go)
Hoe wan' eat me up, and that's that
I be smokin' za' like CashNasty
I can't f*ck that lil' hoe, that's nasty (Woo)
Got then rackies comin' in, gladly (Woo)
Yeah, woke up, I had a bag to make
Woke up, I got some [?]
Slime said, "Get you a bag", okay
Opp ass n*gga wanna check my status
I'm in that motherf*ckin' fast lane
All my brothers, they ball March Madness
Don't get hit with that stick, baby (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
I don't want sh*t to end up tragic (Bop)
[Verse 2: Lil Gnar, Slump6s]
Don't wanna see you again (Don't wanna see you again)
We put a hole in yo chest (We put a hole in yo-, blatt)
I was just smokin' a cig', baby (Bop, bop, bop)
I was just holdin' my breath (Bop, bop)
I got a double C, baby (I got a double C)
My b*tch in love with Chanel
I'm finna put that flag on 'em, we finna send them to Hell (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Big body Tonka, hoe, [?]
I'm gettin' dough, like I'm workin' for Dominos (Yeah)
[?] mo'f*cking partner, though
Like I went fishin', can't catch me without a pole
[?]
Since I had started, I knew I was chosen
7.62 hit his leg, now he broken
Spin in the 'cat, get it motherf*ckin' stolen
I'm in the hot box, I'm 'bout to flame sh*t (What?)
Drive in the Rolls truck, I'm with my main b*tch
I just hopped out the Benz, went to the bank, b*tch
Yo n*gga ain't havin' no cash, he can't even make rent (Boop, boop, boop)

[Chorus: Slump6s]
I just want the cash, cash (Let do it)
How that sh*t make me a bad man? (Let do it)
Most these n*gga green like Cash App (Yeah)
I just put [?] f*cking SnapChat (Let's go)
Hoe wan' eat me up, and that's that
I be smokin' za' like CashNasty
I can't f*ck that lil' hoe, that's nasty
Got then rackies comin' in, gladly
Yeah, woke up, I had a bag to make
Woke up, I got some fashion habits
Slime said, "Get you a bag", okay
Opp ass n*gga wanna check my status
I'm in that motherf*ckin' fast lane
All my brothers, they ball March Madness
Don't get hit with that stick, baby (Boop, boop, boop)
I don't want sh*t to end up tragic (Bop)
[Outro: Slump6s]
Ayy, top dog, the most hated
n*gga know what the f*ck goin' on
Been countin' up the most bread, been havin' the most b*tches, been havin' the most motion
You know? That goes for everything (Hollywood J)
I don't want see nothin' end up tragic
(If I catch another motherf*cker talkin' sweet about Slump, I'm f*ckin' slumpin' 'em)
(I'm not f*ckin' playin' no more)