Case Closed - Intellectual

[Intro: FWC Big Key]

Cash Gang Key

What up, D-Boy?

(What up, Young?)

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

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

(Young Beats)

(What up, Young?)