Case Closed

War zone, tell 'em pussy **** lay low

I got me some shooters in the cut, they love Dracos

And it ain't no question, they gon' move when I say so

Face shot, bitch, we tryna leave the case closed

One drop, but it feel like I need eight more

I got plenty money but I like to make more

Spoil the bitch, so she hate it when I say no

Ain't got time for that shit, I swear I hate hoes

Had to fall back from the bullshit and get straight to dough

Yeah, I used to be a local, now I'm 'cross the globe

All these boogers in my jewelry like a snotty nose

Bitch looked at me and was shocked like she just saw a ghost

Uh, uh, Gucci on my toes

Yeah, they speakin' on my name but they don't really know

Bitch, I really mean business, fuck what you was told

Out of line, and you gotta get hit with the pole

Pressure comin' my direction and I never fold

Pussy boy, you better not play, gon' leave your face swole

Never change on who I love 'cause they was there the most

Heart cold, that's the reason I don't trust a soul

War zone, tell 'em pussy **** lay low

I got me some shooters in the cut, they love Dracos

And it ain't no question, they gon' move when I say so

Face shot, bitch, we tryna leave the case closed

One drop, but it feel like I need eight more

I got plenty money but I like to make more

Spoil the bitch, so she hate it when I say no

Ain't got time for that shit, I swear I hate hoes

(I swear I hate hoes, hate it when I say no)

(Tryna leave the case closed)

(Bitch, we love them Dracos)

(Case closed)

(Bitch, we gon' leave your face swole)

(Twenty-three shit, we on go)

(Rocktee 'bout to run it up)