Status (Explicit) - NAV/Lil Uzi Vert

Lyrics by：Keanu/Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Amir Esmailian

Composed by：Keanu/Navraj Goraya/Symere Woods/Amir Esmailian

NAV：

Status

Status

Millionaire status I'm gettin' paid

Baddest

Baddest b***hes gon' come my way

Balance

Yeah

Lost my balance but I'm okay

I'm okay

Countin'

Stackin' my benjis every day

Got an XO piece square rocks

Rocks

All my opps dead I hope they rot

Rot

Chopper go chop-chop-chop

Brr

'Fore she f**k me give me top top top

Top

Clean the block block block

Block

My shooter got a mop mop mop

Pop pop

How much money you got

You got

I told her a lot lot lot

A lot

Brown boy got the game on lock

On lock

Brown boy f**kin' all these thots

Thots

Run up we gon' pop pop pop

Pop pop

Brown boy ain't never get got

Yeah

Gucci on every sock

On sock

Got her suckin' my cock cock cock

My cock

Got ice talkin' rock rock rocks

Rocks

Summertime need a drop drop drop

Skrrt

I'm scared of gettin' caught caught caught

Caught

Let him bleed out he got shot

Shot

Lots of cameras on my block

Block

If I get caught I won't talk

Talk

I know they wanna see me in a box

Box

Pull over then I take off

Off

Cover my body with expensive cloth

Cloth

Status

Status

Millionaire status I'm gettin' paid

Baddest

Baddest b***hes gon' come my way

Balance

Yeah

Lost my balance but I'm okay

I'm okay

Countin'

Stackin' my benjis every day

Got an XO piece square rocks

Rocks

All my opps dead I hope they rot

Rot

Chopper go chop-chop-chop

Brr

'Fore she f**k me give me top top top

Top

Clean the block block block

Block

My shooter got a mop mop mop

Pop pop

How much money you got

You got

I told her a lot lot lot

A lot

Lil Uzi Vert：

I told her a lot lot lot

Lot lot

Can't talk 'cause you might be the cops

What

Get the bird and I make this s**t flock

Brr

I can make the bird do the worm out the pot

Woo

F**kin' on your b***h I secure my spot

Spot spot

Got a Bentley with the frog eyes hop hop hop

Skrrt

Woah come on now why would I stop yeah

Woah

I kicked the b***h to the curb yeah

Curb

When I was ridin' on the block uh

Let's go

That girl she a nat-nat yeah

Nat

I need a fly swat swat uh

Swat swat

She like the way I'm mixin' up my rocks yeah

Woah

The diamonds hit leave a mirage yeah

Woah

The Rollie don't ever tick-tock yeah

My sections don't never um flop yeah

One-nine-four-two yeah

Shot shot shot shot shot yeah

He talkin' s**t then he got shot

Brr

Them bullets went through him they hot

Hot

He leakin' that boy need a mop

Mop

That Glock it don't miss got a dot

Woo

I sold over so how could I flop

Yeah

She keep speakin' that b***h she a thot

Thot woah

NAV：

Status

Status

Millionaire status I'm gettin' paid

Baddest

Baddest b***hes gon' come my way

Balance

Yeah

Lost my balance but I'm okay

I'm okay

Countin'

Stackin' my benjis every day

Got an XO piece square rocks

Rocks

All my opps dead I hope they rot

Rot

Chopper go chop-chop-chop

Brr

'Fore she f**k me give me top top top

Top

Clean the block block block

Block

My shooter got a mop mop mop

Pop pop

How much money you got

You got

I told her a lot lot lot

A lot