The Status

Good kush for balance
Oji is the status
No facebook chatting
I'm getting to the action
I'm getting to the action
No Facebook chatting
Oji is the status
Good kush for the balance

Dough coming why your bread looking stale
Ice On my arm gives your bitch the chills
Can't get close warm up cop a feel
Honey the money On David coper-field
I'll never knock
Hand locked on the wheel
Speeding in the city
Whip stay on peel
Skirt to the spot with baddie to chill
Lucky you in them jeans
When She started to peel
Peel off
Playing sza and she trying to take her skirt off
Almost crashed gripped the leather
Helped her pull it off
Living life
No chances of falling off
Lorr leather dripping wet
With that butter sauce
Straight saucing these niggas
That think that they money
I'm stepping on money
Can't hold it above me
My crew is the Oji
We smoking that Oji
Oji the marathon
Smoking that marathon
You know that I'm ready to cum
Right on the tip of her tongue
She yelling out papa
Papa
Calling me big papa
Hands down my Coogi boxers
Hittin it proper
Dead it don't sweat it
Been in it for yours
I feel like a veteran
Ahead of you niggas
Watch were I'm stepping

Good kush for balance
Oji is the status
No facebook chatting
I'm getting to the action
I'm getting to the action
No Facebook chatting
Oji is the status
Good kush for the balance

Diamond clashing
Cameras flashing
Pussy Glisten
Blinding Actions
Hoes trifling
Niggas bitching
Any head could catch this action
Get to clapping he ain't napping
Stay legit its a habit
With the clique
Got the flick
Bagged your bitch
Wait too much baggage
Hold it down
12 Round
Shaw ty down
Have her stash it
Hella pack
No more sacks
Just Qs and up
Boy just ask me
Main bad
And my side thick
But I can't pick who got catch it
Dumb lit I scheme licks
Like I said I'm bout that action
Bitch I'm in London
No I'm not fronting
Straight pills I can't function
Pull up to the trap
You can hear that trap bumping
Shoot you like buckets
Might drop you public
Throw dirt in my name
No games bitch I'm busting
Bust it now I'm right back to London
Bitch she staring wet
Of my neck got her jumping
If she ain't fuck then she's off to the dungeon
Done and she out and you know I ain't cuffing
I ran thru I ran thru then threw to the cousins
Top me like muffin them shots have you Krumping
Beef I got heat I got heat like a oven
30 Poke out like ma-fucking button
Touch me yea I might fucking touch it
Neck and the wrist it straight glisten like summit
Olympic the work way a ma-fucka toss it

Good kush for balance
Oji is the status
No facebook chatting
I'm getting to the action
I'm getting to the action
No Facebook chatting
Oji is the status
Good kush for the balance



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Handy
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