Lips Closed

[Intro] Ross keep making hits [Chorus: Cash Gotti] Better keep your lips closed We don't miss no With the pistol Let my wrist roll on em I done kick doors I done whip fours Let that bitch go Phantom whip rose on em [Verse 1: Cash Gotti] These niggas nothing like me Thumbing like me Take loss bounce back And stay a hundred like me I put a bag on my bitch And now she stunning like me A dirty bag on the block And keep a hundred OT And it was me and all the dawgs in a huddle Can't believe that homie told dawg need a muzzle Issa little different when you coming from the struggle Forever humble I really grew up in the jungle And my whole hood praying that we win tho Couple millies everybody hopping outta Benzos Still I keep a ski mask Free bands feel like free cash Now I do the Dolce and Gabbana Drop topping when I breeze past [Chorus: Cash Gotti] Better keep your lips closed We don't miss no With the pistol Let my wrist roll on em I done kick doors I done whip fours Let that bitch go Phantom whip rose on em Better keep your lips closed We don't miss no With the pistol Let my wrist roll on em I done kick doors I done whip fours Let that bitch go Phantom whip rose on em [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch] I was 17 in the project when I was whippin the rolls I was 16 hit my first lick and I was kicking in doors Put that water on my Rollie and my wrist damn near froze Cause these streets so cold Gotta watch where you steppin Sipping this codeine for my problems that my medicine I whipping this white ghost from god that shit was heaven sent Bad bitches with me I keep diamonds on they melanin Cash out on the Louis V sneakers Nigga I got 7 of them Nigga I been ballin in and out of season I was in a jail cell Now I'm overseas again Cop the new Richard Millie for rich nigga reasonin I gotta lot of sauce nigga I been selling seasonin [Chorus: Cash Gotti] Better keep your lips closed We don't miss no With the pistol Let my wrist roll on em I done kick doors I done whip fours Let that bitch go Phantom whip rose on em Better keep your lips closed We don't miss no With the pistol Let my wrist roll on em I done kick doors I done whip fours Let that bitch go Phantom whip rose on em