Case Closed

(Yo, G, 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 nigga 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 bitch about me
Made some bread by myself, now your bitch by me
I see them niggas hating, they can't get me
Same niggas 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 bitch by me

From the basement but a nigga 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 niggas couldn't throw me up under
Hit the gas, let they ass 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 bitch, "That's the way"
Baby girl, we can fuck at night
He got a gun just for show, man, this nigga a bitch
I can tell he ain't rough riding
Rushing the richest can't wear
Ain't talking push ups when I say I got my weight up
None of my bitches wear makeup
All you niggas who switched, know we never gon' make up
Choppa in that can't, show a pistol
I hold a grudge to the niggas 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 nigga 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 bitch about me
Made some bread by myself, now your bitch by me
I see them niggas hating, they can't get me
Same niggas 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 bitch by me