"CLOSED CASKET" lyrics
"CLOSED CASKET"
Oh Skinny, you wildin' nigga
Nigga, get a closed casket
I can never give a bitch no money 'cause these hoes ratchet
Make him disappear from out his city like the pole magic
Broke ass niggas always doin' this flexin', but they don't have shit
Think I might be tired of my whip, I need a new Jag
Baby, you ain't tell me that's your nigga, now your dude mad
Why they always copy my whole wave like a durag?
Nigga mad he got licked for the work, nigga, too bad
Just got ten bricks for the six, we paid eight for five
Just put autopilot on the Tesla like we hate to drive
Just be honest with a nigga, baby, 'cause I hate the lies
I ain't burnin' bridges with no plug, we don't cut the ties
Nigga, I know what to do
Tell a bad bitch to go and act like she fuck with you
Have you pull up to the shawty crib, then we run your jewels
We gon' strip a nigga for the work, but we leave his shoes
Nigga, walk home then
Club goin' up on a Tuesday like I'm Makonnen
You don't got security for this shit, we got the MAC on in
You don't know the process of the flip then you not grown in
How you niggas actin' like you out here pluggin'?
You ain't never walked around with work, you ain't out here thuggin'
You ain't never walked around with poles, you ain't out here sluggin'
Got the ZaZa all the way to Greece, Skinny out here buggin'
Nigga, get a closed casket
I can never give a bitch no money 'cause these hoes ratchet
Make him disappear from out his city like the pole magic
Broke ass niggas always doin' this flexin', but they don't have shit
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