Cases Yo Gotti (Ft. 2 Chainz)

[Intro]
(WiLL Made-It)
(Ear Drummers)

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
We cop rosé by the cases (Chyeah), Forces by the cases (Huh?)
Three hundred dollar True Religions, we cop 'em by the cases (Bands)
Lawyer fighting my cases (Chyeah), Guccis got no laces (Hey)
Baking soda by the cases, in the kitchen doing The Matrix
We cop rosé by the cases (Cases), Forces by the cases (Cases)
Three hundred dollar True Religions, we cop 'em by the cases (Hey)
Lawyer fighting my cases (Cases), Guccis got no laces (Laces)
Baking soda by the cases, in the kitchen doing The Matrix

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Go up, down, up, down, my top doing The Matrix (It's gone)
I need a model, we don't ride shit basic (Basic)
Everything kitted (Kitted), cocaine crazy (I am)
Bitch done hit my phone, then fucked up my situation (Bitch)
DJ dropped that Gotti (Gotti), dope boys went crazy (Crazy)
Shoot a thousand, bet a thou', you gambling with your savings (Hey)
Kitchen doing numbers (Numbers), I may need a helper (Helper)
Bitch said she wasn't fucking, so you know a nigga left her (Left her)
Rosé by the cases (Cases), rubbers by the boxes (Boxes)
No mistaking, I'm the shit, so how the fuck she gon' be cocky?
Yeah, these hoes be foxy (Foxy), yeah, my ice be rocky (Rocky)
I pulled up in that white Cutlass, 4:15, that bass was dropping