and i’ma let that mac fly just like my nigga durk bow
i’ma let this mac fly with this hold on
i said i’ma let that
alright come on von alright von
king von
got a drop on this flexin’ nigga he from tennessee
i had a thot she be with the shits she told me where he be
i say for sure baby let me know if you wanna eat
she like von you already know just put 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 smiling she ain’t used to this ’cause she ain’t used to shit
i’m just laughing could’ve been a pimp the way i move my lips
i be speeding could’ve been a driver the way i push the whip
you a ho could’ve been a bitch the way you throw a fit
but fuck 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 said meet him at the store
i’m like cool let him front his move do what he gon’ do
’cause this the plot put him in a 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’s just how it go
but check the score if y’all lose one more that’s 6 to 4
let me focus can’t be zoning out he pulling 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 fork
he got a ring i guess he ain’t divorced wife probably a whore
now she walk up she struttin’ her stuff this bitch thick as fuck
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
the 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 happened
i got to the door i thought i was cappin’
i was lackin’ ’cause there go the opps yellin’ out what’s crackin
i’m like what i’m like nigga who i was born to shoot
i got aim i’m like johnny dang when it comes to chains
so i ride hit one in his arm hit one in his thigh
this no lie bitch it’s do or die you say you gon’ slide
you got some nerve yo’ shit on the curb boy we put in work
from 64th and from 65th we not from 6rd
lil durk
i got a drop on a rappin’ nigga i be from the ‘raq
i’m like cool better not front yo’ move or you become a pack
you see von you see 40 glocks see booka you see mac
yeah free mak gone for a double homi’ foenem got yo back
but fuck that say you smoking who quickest way to die
snatch who chain off who neck not mine
ain’t no point in trying
they not out plus the police hot ain’t no point in sliding
they be talking from the internet they don’t be outside
hit the six call dada out tell him ’bout a lick
we need tape we need rope and phones don’t forget the blicks
he like cool how that nigga look i pull up some flicks
he like damn i think i know the nigga he cool with his bitch
we at vlive but we went to structure but we played a lot
got a goofy walking in and out telling me his car
he in a cat bet i’ma pay you half just finesse
i’m 00 clips don’t come like that three drums to his chest
boom boom boom ayy ayy ayy
bitch we lurking 6rd ayy ayy ayy
bitch we lurking 6rd ayy ayy ayy
that’s gang put in work ayy ayy ayy
Artist: King Von Featuring Lil Durk
Year: 2020
Decade: 20s
Language: en
Word Count: 393