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Crazy Story 2.0 Lyrics By King Von Featuring Lil Durk

    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