YSN Flow - Case Closed lyrics

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YSN Flow - Case Closed lyrics

[Intro] (Yo, G, you going crazy) (Motti Music) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] She tryna argue, she been in her feelings and crying But I know that she ain't gon' leave She know her ni**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*tch about me Made some bread by myself, now your b*tch by me I see them ni**as hating, thеy can't get me Same ni**as from that mud gеtting rich by me I got famous, move cautious, keep sticks by me Keep a shooter, don't feel right with a b*tch by me [Verse] From the basement but a ni**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 ni**as 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 b*tch, "That's the way" Baby girl, we can fu*k at night He got a gun just for show, man, this ni**a a b*tch 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*tches wear makeup All you ni**as who switched, know we never gon' make up Choppa in that can't, show a pistol I hold a grudge to the ni**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 [Chorus] She tryna argue, she been in her feelings and crying But I know that she ain't gon' leave She know her ni**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*tch about me Made some bread by myself, now your b*tch by me I see them ni**as hating, they can't get me Same ni**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*tch by me