Trait Razor - Cases (feat. Tay Roc)

Cases on cases (Cases on cases)
Cases on cases on cases on cases
Cases on cases
Cases on cases on cases on cases
Cases on cases on cases on cases
Turn the record up cause I'm drunk as fuck
I been comin' up and I'm faded (Faded)
Couple joints, couple blunts cause my mans just got off them papers (Papers)
Man a nickel back we had nickel bags and we all was fighting them cases
(Got cases on cases)
Now buying bottles that's basic (That's basic)
Now the whole crew cop by the cases
Cases on cases on cases (Cases on cases)
Cases on cases on cases on cases (Cases on cases)
Cases on cases on cases
Uhh
I get to the paper I'm fresh off the paper I'm rollin' up papers
I beat them cases back to back cases now look at they faces
No, I'm not racist diamonds caucasian that's all in the bracelet (Bracelet)
How could you hate it when you imitate it?
You know I'm your favorite (Roc)
They tellin' me patience a virtue (Ha)
I do this don't need no rehearsal (Uh-uh)
You never seen this commercial (Uh-uh)
Pullin' all nighters no curfew (Uh-uh)
If you not a cop I will serve you (Yep)
In a drop top when I swerve thru (Oh yes)
I get to the chicken like Perdue (Oh yes)
Giuseppe that's five hundred per shoe (Ya)
Respect I demand it (Uh-huh)
I speak the lingo they just don't understand 'em
(Just don't understand 'em)
Tryin'a get a mansion I was out in Maryland sellin' Marilyn Manson
(Sellin' Marilyn Manson)
(Uh) tryin'a get a Phantom
Michael Jackson now you see the diamonds dancin' (Now you see em dancin')
On another planet lookin' asian see my eyes are slanted (Cave!)
Turn the record up cause I'm drunk as fuck
I been comin' up and I'm faded
Got a couple joints, couple blunts cause my mans just got off them papers
Man a nickel back we had nickel bags and we all was fighting them cases
(Got cases on cases)
Now buying bottles that's basic
Now the whole crew cop by the cases
Cases on cases on cases
TRP
Cases on cases on ca (Razor 2 the Roc)
Cases on cases
Cases on cases on cases
Used to jam in the club now my jam in the club
Me and all my nillas goin' ham in the club
Thinkin' back to when I had to handle the drugs
Now I got a free p just to sample the bud
And I'm rolling it all up (Rolling it all up)
I got the juice and it's son time to shine and
I'm soakin' it all up (Soakin' it all up)
Couple crabs in my city can't handle the love
Witcha hatin' ass, what you pissed bout?
Some call it luck, cause they shit out
When we got a shot we made shit count
I don't miss cause I never wanna miss out (Oh yes)
We been with it cause we used to livin' without (Oh yes)
We done slaved for a day to pull the whip out (Ya)
Now we cop by the case 'til the shit's out
And y'all cop by the case for the discount (Damn)
Turn the record up cause I'm drunk as fuck
I been comin' up and I'm faded (Faded)
Couple joints, couple blunts cause my mans just got off them papers (Papers)
Man a nickel back we had nickel bags and we all was fighting them cases
(Got cases on cases)
Now buying bottles that's basic (That's basic)
Now the whole crew cop by the cases
Cases on cases on cases
Cases on cases on cases on cases
Cases on cases on cases
Cases on cases
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Cases on cases
Cases on cases on cases

Written by:
Camillo Iacoboni, Donte Richardson

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