Case Closed E

Gina. Okay. Let the band play. Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, Uh, yeah, uh. It's kinda cold up in here, throw me that Jacket. Yeah. Went from sleepin' on the floor, now my Jewelry box froze. Fuck a bowl, fuck a stove, countin' millions in The cold. Bad bitch, booty swole, Got her own bankroll. Can't fold, that's a no, head shot, Case closed. Bust it down with the bros, Put that up, go get some more. Sellin' bags out the back door, shh, keep that On the low. Bad bitch, booty swole, Got her own bankroll. Can't fold, that's a no, head shot, Case closed. King shit, I rock gold. Who is this? Come get your hoe. Up off my dick, this bitch annoying. It's M-O-B, I need my coins. Two-two-three inside the foreign. Fold a nigga like some laundry. Money comin', money goin'. I get it in, Monday to Monday. With the carbon, I'm a drummer. Spin the block and have you runnin'. Yep, I'm the number one stunner. Got good credit, use Cash Money though. Ayy, shout out to God, even though I had Slept on the floor. My racks very large. Sick of niggas, I got antidote. Yeah, you don't want antidote. It's Glizock, 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 gigolo." I'm sippin' on some Barney and I'm rollin' up some Piccolo. Lil Wu better than Ten or Four and I Bet I can hit your hoe. I just bought a Richard Mille, I coulda went And bought a Ghost. Yeah, I just spent a Lot of money, 'bout to make a lot of More. Yeah, I just woke up in a mansion, Nigga, you know that I wore. From sleepin' on the floor, now my jewelry box Froze. Fuck a bowl, fuck a stove, countin' millions In the cold. Bad bitch, booty swole, Got her own bankroll. Can't fold, that's a no, head shot, Case closed. Bust it down with the bros, Put that up, go get some more. Sellin' bags out the back door, shh, keep that On the low. Bad bitch, booty swole, Got her own bankroll. Can't fold, that's a no, head shot, Case closed. She took her a 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." Give me that. asked who that pussy Belong to, she said, "Fuck him, I can have It." Yep. Bitch been talkin' for twenty minutes, Talkin' 'bout she the baddest. Okay. Bitch, I just got this new load and I need somewhere to stash it. For real though. Talkin' all that boss bitch shit, Hoe, you just need a real nigga to smash It. Hold up. Uh, uh. I just turned a bad bitch to a ratchet. Ooh. I put VS stones in my glasses. Buffy. Stuffed a quarter mil' in twenties in the Mattress. Trap. It used to be who get the Bomb off the fastest. Trap. Now a nigga make millions off ad libs. Yeah, yeah. My niggas, them they pop thirties like Advil. Yeah, yeah. Shout out to my nigga Slo, he mad real. Quincy. Might drop a country album and buy a Mansion in Nashville. Uh-huh. Yeah, you heard me, stupid ass nigga, Nashville. Went from sleepin' on the floor, Now my jewelry box froze. Fuck a bowl, fuck a stove, countin' millions in The cold. Bad bitch, booty swole, Got her own bankroll. Can't fold, that's a no, head shot, Case closed. Bust it down with the bros, Put that up, go get some more. Sellin' bags out the back door, shh, keep that On the low. Bad bitch, booty swole, Got her own bankroll. Can't fold, that's a no, head shot, Case closed.