Big Dog Status

FBEAT go crazy 1500 for kicks, I only wore once FBEAT producing all the heat Balenciaga kicks, 1500, only wore 'em once I'm a rich Crip so you can put lil' money up Big dog status, I bought the coupe, feeling like Donald Trump Big boss habit, walk up in any store and fuck it up Cartier glasses so I can see the opps before they come Blicks in the attic, hope the Johnnie's never find them guns Racks in the mattress, trench nigga, but I can't get enough I just saw he want some static, put him in the leaf and puff him up Hm, keep on sayin' the threats and we gon' touch him up Couple niggas mad 'cause I'm ready, join it up I'on give a fuck 'cause my bag gettin' big as fuck Miss your dead homie? Walk up to the grave and dig him up Look my money, pop, pop, pop, then I missioned up Told the opps, "Stop, stop, stop", they ain't killin' none Big dog status, all these niggas uncle Willy son Beat they block up, boom-baow, then hit her son That's some lil' shit, told that nigga, "Get a better gun" That's a weak bitch, need to go and get a better hon' I ain't satisfied, I'm finna stack me some not hunds' Already see you, nigga, don't run Balenciaga kicks, 1500, only wore 'em once I'm a rich Crip so you can put lil' money up Big dog status, I bought the coupe, feeling like Donald Trump Big boss habit, walk up in any store and fuck it up Cartier glasses so I can see the opps before they come Blicks in the attic, hope the Johnnie's never find them guns Racks in the mattress, trench nigga, but I can't get enough I just saw he want some static, put him in the leaf and puff him up Big dog status, hoppin' out the coupe with Wolfman Hair trigger on me, couple cutters in the bushes Shoot a nigga right between his eyes, now how he lookin'? Murder don't stick, light the leaf, now where the kush at? Rick Owens cost 2K, you can't see 'em Oversized jeans on lace, European Chrome Hearts cross my face, I'm a demon Rap bitch hit my place, ate my semen Cash me out or you can't ride with me That's my opp, point out his house with me He'll get sniped, right off that balcony Real scrip life, he could never amount to me Balenciaga kicks, 1500, only wore 'em once I'm a rich Crip so you can put lil' money up Big dog status, I bought the coupe, feeling like Donald Trump Big boss habit, walk up in any store and fuck it up Cartier glasses so I can see the opps before they come Blicks in the attic, hope the Johnnie's never find them guns Racks in the mattress, trench nigga, but I can't get enough I just saw he want some static, put him in the leaf and puff him up FBEAT producing all the heat