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Young Dolph, Key Glock - Case Closed (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dolph
Young Dolph
Vocals
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Adolph Robert Thornton Jr.
Songwriter
Krishon Gaines
Krishon Gaines
Composer
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Bandplay
Producer
Jonathan "Beez" Ball
Jonathan "Beez" Ball
Mixing Engineer
Chino Dollaz
Chino Dollaz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Let the Bandplay)
[Verse 2]
Went from sleepin' on the floor, now my jewelry box froze
Fuck a boat, fuck a store, counted millions in the cold
Bad bitch, booty swole, got her own bankroll
Can't fold, that's a no, headshot, case closed
Buss it down with the bros, put that up, go get some mo'
Sellin' bags out the backdoor (Shh) Keep that on the low
Bad bitch, booty swole, got her own bankroll
Can't fold, that's a no, headshot, case closed
[Verse 3]
King shit, I rock gold
Who is this? Come get your ho
Up off my dick, this bitch annoyin'
This M.O.B., I need my coins
.223 inside the foreign
Fold a **** 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'
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, sick of ****, 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 gigolo"
I'm sippin' 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 Millie
I could've went and bought a Ghost
Yeah, I just spent a lotta money
'Bout to make a lotta mo'
Yeah, I just woke up in a mansion
****, you know that I
[Verse 4]
Went from sleepin' on the floor, now my jewelry box froze
Fuck a boat, fuck a store, counted millions in the cold
Bad bitch, booty swole, got her own bankroll
Can't fold, that's a no, headshot, case closed
Buss it down with the bros, put that up, go get some mo'
Sellin' bags out the backdoor (Shh) Keep that on the low
Bad bitch, booty swole, got her own bankroll
Can't fold, that's a no, headshot, case closed
[Verse 5]
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" (Gimme that)
I asked, "Who 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 and I need somewhere to stash it (For real, though)
Talkin' all that boss bitch shit, ho, you just need a real **** to smash it (Hold up, huh, 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 bomb off the fastest (Trap)
Now a **** make millions off of ad-libs (Yeah, yeah)
My **** and 'em pop 30's like Advils (Yeah, yeah)
Shoutout to my ****, Show, he mad real (Queens)
Might drop a country album and buy a mansion in Nashville (Uh, uh)
Yeah, you heard me, stupid ass ****, Nashville
[Verse 6]
Went from sleepin' on the floor, now my jewelry box froze
Fuck a boat, fuck a store, counted millions in the cold
Bad bitch, booty swole, got her own bankroll
Can't fold, that's a no, headshot, case closed
Buss it down with the bros, put that up, go get some mo'
Sellin' bags out the backdoor (Shh) Keep that on the low
Bad bitch, booty swole, got her own bankroll
Can't fold, that's a no, headshot, case closed
Written by: Key Glock, Young Dolph
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