Case Closed

[Intro: FWC Big Key]
Cash Gang Key
What up, D-Boy?
(What up, Young?)

[Verse 1: FWC Big Key]
Was beefin' with a nigga, he was coppin' a plea
But my mans still want him, I'ma rock him to sleep
This chopper hawk a nigga down, I'm talkin' stoppin' a Jeep
It was a fire sale on him, brodie got him for free
If I say it, then I mean it, I don't fake shit
I don't need D-Boy in the whip for me to take risks
I'm the MVP of 24, I need a Naismith
I don't want your bitch, I been curved her like the K clip, nigga
Bro just got a 40 with a switchy, where you find that?
And I just DM'ed your dead mans, tell him respond back
Gave Bang nine in the feds, wanna rewind back
Label just offered me two hundred, why would I sign that?
The opps know my whip, so I'ma use it as a decoy
Cubans on my neck, my bitch rocky like I'm D-Boy
Bump into an opp, talk how you talkin' on that keyboard
If he do, it's gon' be a crazy story like I'm V. Roy

[Verse 2: RiskTaker D-Boy]
Bitch, up the score on the opps, we got a big lead
I'll get a rat off, I got big cheese
Bitch, we all gangsters over here, we in the big leagues
I'll bless your squad with this chop, make this bitch sneeze
I don't go outside without the Glock, that's all I ever need
Slide on an opp, we get the drop, he gon' rest in peace
Set him up, he said he had them bitches ten a piece
Me and Key hop right out the whip, give him ten a piece
I gotta chase because my face bold
Plus a couple of you niggas on them case notes
Why the fuck you think I'm ridin' with this Drac' for?
'Cause if the witness die, nigga, then the case closed
You would've thought he seen a ghost the way his face froze
You would've thought I was the reaper how I take souls
You say you really miss your brother, y'all can switch roles
It's like seein' a bad bitch, I never miss hoes, ah

[Outro]
(Young Beats)
(What up, Young?)