Case Dismissed

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Niggas wanna run they mouth, until I run right through them
 
Drag them on the floor like a mop, they got it twisted when I screw them
 
They starting shit but I’m the one ending it
 
They throw challenges but I’m defending shit
 
He wanna throw jabs, but I got the punch lines
 
When I spit these words hit, nigga it’s crunch time
 
 
I ain’t talkin no six pack, even though I got you bodied
 
Throw the bag in the back, now this shit is rocky
 
You tried to roast a bitch, but instead you got fried
 
I choke you the fuck out, then make you swallow your pride
 
Think you big and bad? You ain’t bad, you just big
 
Popping bottles on the low, got the them lined in your crib
 
Now I’m spilling the beans , and I’ll make you clean up the mess
 
Push your buttons a bit, just to get your ass pressed
 
I got more up my sleeve, I never settle for less
 
Know all your pressure points, cuz I got that access
 
You say this is your house, but you drive your mother’s car
 
Missed you court date, now you serving time behind bars
 
Got fired on your day off, and now your ass is broke
 
But acting like a rich nigga so your ego can get stroked
 
Fuck the strokes, I stab, poke, and prod
 
A bitch is woke, I swear it on God
 
Don’t ever sleep on me nigga, cuz I’ll come for your ass
 
Since you tried to cross me, Imma just let you pass
 
Pause, rewind, I lied on that last line
 
Reverse this shit, Imma spill blood like I pour wine
 
Now a bitch is high, someone seal my lips
 
Tried to play with me, now we’ve come to grips
 
Got your name in red at the top of my hit list.
 
Got you wiped out, now this case is dismissed

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Topshotta
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