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Letra : Case Closed
(Yeah, OG, you going crazy)
(Motti Music)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She tryna argue, she been in her feelings and crying
But I know that she ain't gon' leave
She know her n***a a dog, don't care about my flaws
'Cause I put these hoes on the leash
Took me awhile to go ball, ain't answering no calls
Now I pull a perfect release
Look at the top and drop all
My whip convertible, pull off, ain't checking the speed
You gotta jump to get inside that big body
Ran it up out the mud, now I'm big body
Said you don't know about Flow, go ask your b*t*h about me
Made some bread by myself, now your b*t*h by me
I see thеm n***as hating, they can't get me
Samе n***as from that mud getting rich by me
I got famous, move cautious, keep sticks by me
Keep a shooter, don't feel right with a b*t*h by me
From the basement but a n***a been humble
Heart of a lion, I came up from the jungle
It start rain, still was stepping in puddle
Bro throw the pack, I had to take it, ain't fumble
Heard the rumble, I was walking through thunder
I know these n***as couldn't throw me up under
Hit the gas, let they a** see the bumper
I left 'em back in the past with the others
This gelato, you could tell by the fragrance
I split it all up when I finally made it
From the gutter, on the cold with caucasians
They only call you when that money been raised
That mean I'm doing something, right?
Chasing the money all day, told my b*t*h, "That's the way"
Baby girl, we can f**k at night
He got a gun just for show, man, this n***a a b*t*h
I can tell he ain't rough riding
Rushin' the richest can't wear
Ain't talking push ups when I say I got my weight up
None of my b*t*hes wear makeup
All you n***as who switched, know we never gon' make up
Choppa in that can't, show a pistol
I hold a grudge to the n***as who owe me some pay up
Don't got the time to go lay up
Walk down his block, send some shots to his face, that's a layup
She tryna argue, she been in her feelings and crying
But I know that she ain't gon' leave
She know her n***a a dog, don't care about my flaws
'Cause I put these hoes on the leash
Took me awhile to go ball, ain't answering no calls
Now I pull a perfect release
Look at the top and drop all
My whip convertible, pull off, ain't checking the speed
You gotta jump to get inside that big body
Ran it up out the mud, now I'm big body
Said you don't know about Flow, go ask your b*t*h about me
Made some bread by myself, now your b*t*h by me
I see them n***as hating, they can't get me
Same n***as from that mud getting rich by me
I got famous, move cautious, keep sticks by me
Keep a shooter, don't feel right with a b*t*h by me
(Motti Music)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She tryna argue, she been in her feelings and crying
But I know that she ain't gon' leave
She know her n***a a dog, don't care about my flaws
'Cause I put these hoes on the leash
Took me awhile to go ball, ain't answering no calls
Now I pull a perfect release
Look at the top and drop all
My whip convertible, pull off, ain't checking the speed
You gotta jump to get inside that big body
Ran it up out the mud, now I'm big body
Said you don't know about Flow, go ask your b*t*h about me
Made some bread by myself, now your b*t*h by me
I see thеm n***as hating, they can't get me
Samе n***as from that mud getting rich by me
I got famous, move cautious, keep sticks by me
Keep a shooter, don't feel right with a b*t*h by me
From the basement but a n***a been humble
Heart of a lion, I came up from the jungle
It start rain, still was stepping in puddle
Bro throw the pack, I had to take it, ain't fumble
Heard the rumble, I was walking through thunder
I know these n***as couldn't throw me up under
Hit the gas, let they a** see the bumper
I left 'em back in the past with the others
This gelato, you could tell by the fragrance
I split it all up when I finally made it
From the gutter, on the cold with caucasians
They only call you when that money been raised
That mean I'm doing something, right?
Chasing the money all day, told my b*t*h, "That's the way"
Baby girl, we can f**k at night
He got a gun just for show, man, this n***a a b*t*h
I can tell he ain't rough riding
Rushin' the richest can't wear
Ain't talking push ups when I say I got my weight up
None of my b*t*hes wear makeup
All you n***as who switched, know we never gon' make up
Choppa in that can't, show a pistol
I hold a grudge to the n***as who owe me some pay up
Don't got the time to go lay up
Walk down his block, send some shots to his face, that's a layup
She tryna argue, she been in her feelings and crying
But I know that she ain't gon' leave
She know her n***a a dog, don't care about my flaws
'Cause I put these hoes on the leash
Took me awhile to go ball, ain't answering no calls
Now I pull a perfect release
Look at the top and drop all
My whip convertible, pull off, ain't checking the speed
You gotta jump to get inside that big body
Ran it up out the mud, now I'm big body
Said you don't know about Flow, go ask your b*t*h about me
Made some bread by myself, now your b*t*h by me
I see them n***as hating, they can't get me
Same n***as from that mud getting rich by me
I got famous, move cautious, keep sticks by me
Keep a shooter, don't feel right with a b*t*h by me
