Lyrics Closed Casket - Yung Simmie

Closed Casket

I’m from the bottom don’t you think I just came up
I’m breaking down this OG, roll it up and then I flame up
Like weights, I just had to lift my name up
Bench press your mistress, get dick but I don’t claim her
I Mercedes Benz cruise, I just win, I don’t lose
Ballin' on you dudes, Polo tee with my Jordan 2s
And while you hittin' snooze I’m in the sky smokin' on the moon
I separate myself from the fake when I step out the room
They tryna bit my swag, I’m diggin' in my bag
No love lost 'cause a heart is what I never had
Rollin' up the gas, face blunt, I don’t like to pass
Money in the stash, hit the mall, pop a couple tabs
Back to the grind, need my money in that paper bag
Money, motivation, they tryna anticipate it
I’m wavy I’m hardly faded
You fakin' tryna get famous
You’re worthless, I be busy I’m workin'
Eyes low, I be smokin'
My weed man, he the man
He pull up like it’s urgent
I’m hella picky if it ain’t sticky then I can’t roll it
I’m hella picky if it ain’t gas then I can’t smoke it
I’m hella picky if it ain’t bands then I don’t want it
I keep my distance from distractions I be stayin' focused
All my hittas thirsty, they might hit you leave yo' can open
I’m smokin' anaconda blunts yo' blunts short-noticed
I hold 'em by the gram, big clouds can’t even hold you
And I let my money talk, the tryna change the subject
Haters hate it but I love it, rappers actin' suspect
And when I’m hungry take yo' lunch and come back for more
Don’t run, black holes and white tees that’s dominoes
And for that money, I ball hard like a net and goal
I do it for my fans that support me and be at my shows
Rookie niggas still gettin' ashes on they clothes
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed
When the casket close, I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket
closed
I just killed the game and ashed on it when the casket closed