Celebrity Status lyrics

[Chorus]
Main opps get spinned on and tell
My brother told and on the inside made me feel like I failed
I spent a couple lonely nights locked down inside of a cell
I wasn't sweating no mail, they just had a hold on my bail
I had just signed my first deal, them n*ggas knew how I was comin'
Flexin' like a b*tch, I put on blue to match the hundreds
Pink to match the fifties just to show 'em I got money
Wipe a n*gga nose, I won't even check if it's runnin'

[Verse]
It's a hundred in this chop', I'ma shoot this b*tch 'til it click
Let the Drac' knock off his face, leave his ass likе he ain't exist
When I'm on feet, you can't еscape, I pop his ass just like a cyst
Lil' BBG, he bangin' Grape, I'm slingin' iron 'bout that lil' b*tch, know it's vice versa
I sip green, move slow like a turtle
I can't nut in no b*tch, I'm fertile
Instagram model said she don't eat burgers
I ain't got no squares in my circle
Celebrity status, I stayed at the same hotel as Steve Urkel
All my hoes the baddest, I make 'em give me head, make sure they knees workin'
Minimize the cost, double the profit, re-up every Sunday
Locked in with the plug, no Instagram, we FaceTime every Monday
I don't care 'bout no sports, f*ck Aaron Rodgers, all we talk is money
Screamin', "f*ck 12, f*ck Aaron Rodgers," I don't give no f*ck, you dummy
When I hit the gas up in this Redeye, you gon' hear it comin'
She ain't let me smash, but got her hand out, I can't give you nothing
Momma always told me I look sneaky like I'm up to something
We the ones been wiped the n*gga nose, I'm outside opp hunting
All these n*ggas claimin' they some steppers, never dropped nothin'
Ain't never been out the window tryna put a body on your gun
Got shot at with a baby in his hand, he should've dropped his son
They outside loafin' like sh*t sweet, this ain't no honey bun
Rrt, we shoot sh*t for fun
Boom, this 40 hit like a ton
Missed court, I'm on the run
'Til all them n*ggas dead, this sh*t ain't never done
I want all they heads, I'm talking one by one
OT, I'm out of town riding 'round with a loaded gun
Had a chance to kill me, but you blowed it, son
n*ggas see my face and they know to run
OT, I'm out of town riding 'round with a loaded gun
OT, I'm out of town riding 'round with a loaded gun
When I'm in Mobile, I ride with switches, Dracs and choppas, n*gga
Better not never let me catch you loafin' with your mama, n*gga
Ain't got no respect, I'd up, shoot this b*tch at your mama, n*gga
That might be the day you lose your motherf*ckin' mama, n*gga
No, I ain't no DJ, but you know I bring the drama, n*gga
Bust down Cartier, could've went presi' like Obama, n*gga
Spinned on a lot of n*ggas
Turnt up bad and made a lot of figures
Being the realest n*gga don't mean sh*t to them, it's all about who pockets bigger
I miss Red, that lightskin b*tch could shoot like Austin Rivers
No, I ain't scared, I just know that we ain't the only killers
We ain't the only n*ggas with that
Walk down and push your sh*t back
Rrat, boom, push your sh*t back
[Chorus]
Main opps get spinned on and tell
My brother told and on the inside made me feel like I failed
I spent a couple lonely nights locked down inside of a cell
I wasn't sweating no mail, they just had a hold on my bail
I had just signed my first deal, them n*ggas knew how I was comin'
Flexin' like a b*tch, I put on blue to match the hundreds
Pink to match the fifties just to show 'em I got money
Wipe a n*gga nose, I won't even check if it's runnin'