DDG – Case Lyrics | Official Video

DDG – Case Lyrics

Bro got a case, he can’t leave the state
They givin’ him 8, I hope he okay
Whippin’ the wraith, I’m drivin’ in space
The crib got a gate, it’s on an estate
N**gas be hatin’, but don’t get no pap’
Flooding my chain with baguettes in the face
I keep a Glock and the racks in the safe
N**gas is rats, so I move like a snake

Popped the umbrella, it’s rain in my weather
I’m fly as a feather, I got it together
She got a man, but she told me I’m better
‘Cause I get her wetter, but I never met her

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N**gas be talkin’ I don’t even listen
Like I got corona, I’m keepin’ my distance
I got the blicky for n**gas like Mickey
I shoot at the rats so I know I’m not missin’
I f**k his BM, she don’t wanna see him
And all that it took was a motherf**kin’ DM
Told her she pretty and show me her titty
I’m tryna skadiddy up all in that kitty
City to city, they tryna get wit’ me
I’m young with a milli’, this s**t can get tricky

Bro got a case, he can’t leave the state
They givin’ him 8, I hope he okay
Whippin’ the wraith, I’m drivin’ in space
The crib got a gate, it’s on an estate
N**gas be hatin’, but don’t get no pap’
Flooding my chain with baguettes in the face
I keep a Glock and the racks in the safe
N**gas is rats, so I moνe like a snake

She peep the drip and the followers
She wanna swallow us
N**gas keep saying they proud of us
No more real n**gas, they out of us
Fake is surrounding us
I know these n**gas is tired of us
Brought the Beretta, the clip in the trunk
I am too rich to be throwing a punch
Count up the money, I got me a bunch
Leftover p**sy, I saved it for lunch

Yeah, CEO, n**gas I’m bossy
So watch how you talk to me
Yeah, better think twice
‘fore you go out in public insulting me, yeah
Fumbled the bag if he speak on some s**t
That’s regarding me
Fum-fumbled the bag if he speak on some s**t
That’s regarding me

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Bro got a case, he can’t leave the state
They givin’ him 8, I hope he okay
Whippin’ the wraith, I’m drivin’ in space
The crib got a gate, it’s on an estate
N**gas be hatin’, but don’t get no pap’
Flooding my chain with baguettes in the face
I keep a Glock and the racks in the safe
N**gas is rats, so I move like a snake

Bro got a case, he can’t leave the state
They givin’ him 8, I hope he okay
Whippin’ the wraith, I’m drivin’ in space
The crib got a gate, it’s on an estate
N**gas be hatin’, but don’t get no pap’
Flooding my chain with baguettes in the face
I keep a Glock and the racks in the safe
N**gas is rats, so I move like a snake…

➤ Written by DDG
DDG | 2020

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