YXNG K.A - Closed Case (feat. B-Lovee) lyrics
[YXNG K.A - Closed Case feat. B-Lovee lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh, yeah, OUHBOY, this shit bangin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah oh, yes, sir
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Shittin' on niggas, I need some tissue
(I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol at home
'Cause these niggas want me dead and gone
(Uh, huh) i know
They wanna leavе me with a cold face
Closed casе (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They wanna see me in a whole grave, no way
So I'm stayin' on point case they creep on me
And I got aim with this G-lock
Don't sleep on me
I got aim let that four nickel pop
It's gon' knock out his brain
Fuck the fame, know my name
Still pop out at dog on
That block with the gang
Switchin' lanes, hit the top of the dash
I can't stop 'cause the Glock got a flash
All my 'Miris authentic, the opps doin' bad
No, I ain't sayin' no names
But the opps gettin' tagged
I was shittin' on niggas, extended the mag
Opp hunt, we still gettin' the bag
Just blow like a whistle, leave a nigga sad
Hit an opp, won't miss you
Leave you in the past
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Shittin' on niggas, I need some tissue
(I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol at home
'Cause these niggas want me dead and gone
(Uh, huh) i know
They wanna leave me with a cold face
Closed case
But fuck 'em, they really not haters
They fans though stackin' these bands up
What type of guy is you, K? I'm a stand up
She make it stand up, I put my hands up
She tryna keep me from pullin' my pants up
Oh, that's your ho? I ain't
Know she was amped up (I ain't know)
Keepin' my foot on they necks
'til it cramp up ('Til it cramp up)
And we don't need nobody to stamp us (Nobody)
They know we leavin' our mark in this bitch
Put my heart in this shit, give 'em blood
Sweat and tears (Tears)
Look in my eyes and tell me what you see
Nigga know that shit cap if he ever say fear
(Fear) and this shit gettin' weird, they
Got love for YXNG K, but no love for Vikeer
I was blind, yeah, I was, now it's clear
(Now it's clear)
They keep showin' fake love, I don't care
(I don't care) and if you wanna know why
(Tell 'em) , really
I feel like I'm numb to it
If I love you, I'm loyal
Still can't give you too many chances
'cause that's how the love ruin
(The love ruin) turned this rap shit into
Somethin' I love doin' (I love doin')
Turned your back, you can't come
Back, that's a dub, homie
(A dub, homie) fuck that
Can't let no nigga get one up on me
(One up on me)
Boom, boom, boom if they run up on me
(Boom, boom, boom)
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Shittin' on niggas, I need some tissue
(I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol at home
'Cause these niggas want me dead and gone
(Oh) i know
They wanna leave me with a cold face
Closed case (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh, yeah, OUHBOY, this shit bangin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah oh, yes, sir
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Shittin' on niggas, I need some tissue
(I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol at home
'Cause these niggas want me dead and gone
(Uh, huh) i know
They wanna leavе me with a cold face
Closed casе (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They wanna see me in a whole grave, no way
So I'm stayin' on point case they creep on me
And I got aim with this G-lock
Don't sleep on me
I got aim let that four nickel pop
It's gon' knock out his brain
Fuck the fame, know my name
Still pop out at dog on
That block with the gang
Switchin' lanes, hit the top of the dash
I can't stop 'cause the Glock got a flash
All my 'Miris authentic, the opps doin' bad
No, I ain't sayin' no names
But the opps gettin' tagged
I was shittin' on niggas, extended the mag
Opp hunt, we still gettin' the bag
Just blow like a whistle, leave a nigga sad
Hit an opp, won't miss you
Leave you in the past
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Shittin' on niggas, I need some tissue
(I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol at home
'Cause these niggas want me dead and gone
(Uh, huh) i know
They wanna leave me with a cold face
Closed case
But fuck 'em, they really not haters
They fans though stackin' these bands up
What type of guy is you, K? I'm a stand up
She make it stand up, I put my hands up
She tryna keep me from pullin' my pants up
Oh, that's your ho? I ain't
Know she was amped up (I ain't know)
Keepin' my foot on they necks
'til it cramp up ('Til it cramp up)
And we don't need nobody to stamp us (Nobody)
They know we leavin' our mark in this bitch
Put my heart in this shit, give 'em blood
Sweat and tears (Tears)
Look in my eyes and tell me what you see
Nigga know that shit cap if he ever say fear
(Fear) and this shit gettin' weird, they
Got love for YXNG K, but no love for Vikeer
I was blind, yeah, I was, now it's clear
(Now it's clear)
They keep showin' fake love, I don't care
(I don't care) and if you wanna know why
(Tell 'em) , really
I feel like I'm numb to it
If I love you, I'm loyal
Still can't give you too many chances
'cause that's how the love ruin
(The love ruin) turned this rap shit into
Somethin' I love doin' (I love doin')
Turned your back, you can't come
Back, that's a dub, homie
(A dub, homie) fuck that
Can't let no nigga get one up on me
(One up on me)
Boom, boom, boom if they run up on me
(Boom, boom, boom)
They know we official, don't need the whistle
Any lil' problem, we cease the issue
Shittin' on niggas, I need some tissue
(I need it)
Nowadays, I cannot leave the pistol at home
'Cause these niggas want me dead and gone
(Oh) i know
They wanna leave me with a cold face
Closed case (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah