Crazy Story

歌手: King Von • 专辑:Crazy Story • 发布时间:2018-12-06
And I'ma let that MAC fly just like my ***** Durk (Bow)
 I'ma let this MAC fly with this, hold on
 I said I'ma let that⁠—
 Alright, come on (Von), alright (Von)
 Got a drop on this flexin' *****, he from Tennessee
 I had a thot, she be with the shit, she told me where he be
 I said for sure, baby let me know if you wanna eat
 She like, "Von, you already know, just put your girl on fleek"
 I'm like, "Cool, I can do that, boo, what you want, some shoes?"
 "Jimmy Choo? With a handbag, too? Red or baby blue?"
 She get to smilin', she ain't used to this 'cause she ain't used to shit
 I'm just laughin', coulda been a pimp the way I move my lips
 I be speedin', coulda been a driver the way I push the whip
 You a ho, coulda been a ***** the way you throw a fit
 But **** that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lick
 He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist
 Now it's like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in The Wic
 But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store
 I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do
 'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew
 I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new
 We at the top, yeah we lost a lot​, but that just how it go
 But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's 6-24
 Let me focus, can't be zoning out, he pullin' up now
 He double parked, he ain't getting out, he in that push to start
 That new Porsche, it's built like a horse, colors like the fourth
 He got a ring, I guess he ain't divorced, wife probably a whore
 Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this ***** thick as ****
 Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuppin' her butt
 Now I sneak up, crouching like a tiger, like Snoop off The Wire
 Block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on, Michael Myers
 I'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her ass
 But this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin'
 I was lacking, 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?"
 I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "***** who?" I was born to shoot
 I got aim, I'm like Johnny Dang when it comes​ to chains
 So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie
 ***** it’s do or die, you said you gon' slide
 You got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in work
 From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd
 ***** we not from 63rd
 ***** that’s gang, put in work
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