Case Closed

歌詞

Okay Let the Band Play Yeah, (uh) yeah, (uh) yeah, (uh) yeah (uh) Yeah (uh) Ayy, it's kinda cold over here, throw me that jacket Yeah Went from sleeping on the floor Now my jewelry box froze Fuck a boat, fuck a store Counted millions in a coat Bad bitch, booty swole Got her on bankroll Can't fold, that's a no Headshot, case closed Buss it down with the bros Put that up, go get some mo' Selling bags out the backdoor (shh) Keep that on the low Bad bitch, booty swole Got her on bankroll Can't fold, that's a no Headshot, case closed (woah, woah) King shit, I rock gold Who is this? Come get your ho' Hop off my dick, this bitch annoying This M.O.B., I need my coins .223 inside the foreign Fold a nigga like some laundry Money coming, money going I get it in, Monday to Monday With the carbon on the drum Spin the block and have you running Yup, I'm the number one stunner Got good credit, use cash money (dough) Ayy, shoutout to God, even though I had slept on the floor My racks very large, shit 'cuz, niggas, I got antidote Yeah, you don't want antidote It's Glizzock, I got plenty smoke I smashed her on the first night She like, "boy, you unforgettable" I told her no relations, I'm a player, I'm a jiggalo I'm sipping on some Barney and I'm rollin' up some Piccolo Lil Wook bettin' ten and fo' And I bet I can hit your ho' I just bought a Richard Mille I coulda went and bought a Ghost Yeah, I just spent a lotta money Boutta make a lotta mo' Yeah, I just woke up in a mansion Nigga, you know that I work Went from sleeping on the floor Now my jewelry box froze Fuck a boat, fuck a store Counted millions in a coat (yeah) Bad bitch, booty swole Got her on bankroll Can't fold, that's a no Headshot, case closed Buss it down with the bros Put that up, go get some mo' Selling bags out the backdoor (shh) Keep that on the low (be quiet) Bad bitch, booty swole Got her on bankroll Can't fold, that's a no Headshot, case closed She took her trip just to go see Dr. Miami (woah) He ran his racks up and took him a trip out to Cali (uh) I seen that new coupe, said instantly I gotta have it (gimme that) I asked where that pussy belong to She said fuck him, I can have it (yup) Bitch been talkin' for twenty minutes Talkin' 'bout she the baddest (okay) Bitch, I just got this new load Now I need somewhere to stash it (for real, though) Talking all that boss bitch shit, ho' You just need a real nigga to smash it (hold up, huh) I just turned a bad bitch to a ratchet (woo) I put VS stones in my glasses Stuffed a quarter mill' and twenties in a mattress (trap) It used to be who get the arm up the fastest (trap) Now a nigga make millions off of adlibs (yeah, yeah) My niggas and 'em pop 30's like Advils (yeah, yeah) Shoutout to my nigga, show he's mad real (Queens) Might drop a country album and buy a mansion in Nashville (uh, huh) Yeah, you heard me, stupid ass niggas Nashville Went from sleeping on the floor Now my jewelry box froze Fuck a boat, fuck a store Counted millions in a coat Bad bitch, booty swole Got her on bankroll Can't fold, that's a no Headshot, case closed Buss it down with the bros Put that up, go get some mo' Selling bags out the backdoor (shh) Keep that on the low Bad bitch, booty swole Got her on bankroll Can't fold, that's a no Headshot, case closed