Album Cover Still Catching Cases (feat. Fivio Foreign & Rowdy Rebel)

Still Catching Cases (feat. Fivio Foreign & Rowdy Rebel)

42 Dugg

8

Shoutout 808, my Loc

I′m goin' to New York on this

Go (4PF), yeah

I made six hunnid on Recey, y′all could blame the epidemic

I spent five thousand on fleeces, came from wearin' Academics

If it ain't weed, then I′m against it

I keep drums, shoutout the Pistons

Won′t fall out 'bout shit, we bros

′Cause I'm the one more than D-Rose

Shoot us kinda often ′cause we on

Chrome Heart leather, hoodie by VLONE

That's why I made this off my name

I ain′t in the safe, spend it all on the gang

Still catchin' cases, give a fuck about fame

Cross that line, fuck nigga gettin' painted

Damn near died on ten, oh, now

Won′t face two lawyers if a nigga get back

Four models too, these hoes get mad

Used to wear Trues, bitches think I′m lyin'

Ain′t flew commercial, everything G5

See me in person, yeah, bitch, get back

Ain't got it on me, hoe still′ll get smacked

Hard for me to focus, I'm from the streets

When it come to drugs, got what you need

Turntest in the city, come sign to me

Rowdy rollin′, they ride with me

Chops and Fs, no, not with me

Hard for me to focus, I'm from the bottom

Won't fuck shit, bitch, not no model

4 Pockets Full, me, Baby, and Rylo

I know look, man, who got it?

Gave bro thirty, talkin′ ′bout he a driver

Kill or be killed, all he know is survival

Think she turnt, bitch fuckin' an opp

Don′t shit slide, bitch still'll get dropped

Give me that gun, that′s all I need (uh)

I see a opp', he gon′ O-D (grrt, baow)

I took a Perky, fallin' asleep (uh)

I see mad money in my dreams

All these real niggas in my team (uh)

Jerry, don't say it, no lean

This is the truth, uh (this is the truth)

I call up bitches, they come in a group (they do, baow, yeah)

I got rich and I got the juice (look, bitch, uh)

This is a two-door coupe (skrrt)

Watch how I move on through (uh)

I need a new Porsche too (skrrt, I need a new Porsche too, uh)

Yeah, they gotta watch how I′m doin′ things

Got a mover with me, he be movin' things

Got a shooter with me, he be shootin′ things (brrt)

If I see a opp, my whole mood'll change (baow)

That is old drip

You need a newer chain (that is old drip, you need a newer chain)

They throwin′ shots, but they missin' (baow)

Should take them niggas to the shootin′ range (baow)

This is way too elite (huh), she tryna suck me out of my sleep

It cost a 100k for these seats (uh, skrrt)

I bulletproofed the whole Jeep (grrt)

She want me to go deep (uh), these niggas is police (what?)

She want me to go deep (huh? Huh?), these niggas is police (uh, yeah)

I get money, that's all I need (I need)

I sip Henny, not lean (nah)

I take meds, just not codeine (codeine)

One more Perc' and I might O-D (O-D)

No, my daddy ain′t raised no hoe (no hoe)

I can′t hoe shit out my sleep (bah)

Pay no attentions to these hoes (bah)

'Cause these hoes ain′t payin' me, ah (bah, bah, bah-bah-bah-bah)

Huh? Uh, we number one, we the topic (uh, uh)

You lil′ niggas is toxic and we do not listen to gossip (uh)

Uh (nah), I go suey all with this chopstick (grrt, bah)

Or Buju with this 'matic

And I′m a bad boy movin' tactic (uh, uh)

New Glock-9 came plastic (new Glock-9 came)

New bad bitch fantastic (new bad bitch)

Lil' bougie bitch that like her ass

Kissed (lil′ boujee bitch like her)

I took 80 to Eric da Jeweler to

Buss down my AP and buss down my glasses

New AP on freeze, nigga, say, "Cheese," when a nigga flashin′