Lyrics Still Catching Cases (feat. Fivio Foreign & Rowdy Rebel) - Rowdy Rebel , 42 Dugg , Fivio Foreign
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′
1 Intro
2 Turnest Nigga In The City
3 We Know
4 4 Da Gang (with Roddy Ricch)
5 Maybach (feat. Future)
6 Bestfriends
7 Alone (feat. Lil Durk)
8 Still Miss My Niggas (feat. Rylo Rodriguez)
9 Free Merey
10 Quez Free
11 Please
12 Rose Gold (feat. EST Gee)
13 Judge Please
14 Still Catching Cases (feat. Fivio Foreign & Rowdy Rebel)
15 It Get Deeper Pt. 2
16 And I Gangbang
17 Free Woo
18 Free Skeet
19 Free Me
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