Oh, yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this
Huh, what?
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Von
Now here it go, I just made it home
Missed calls on my phone
See, I been gone
Was tryna hit a lick but that's **** just went wrong
I got a thot, she right off the block
Her crib be the spot and we got Glocks
Tucked all in the ****, don't come in less you knock
But this ***** grimey
Told her 'bout this *****
Help me set 'em up and she was wit it
She just want some shoes
And she ain't give no ****
So we do that, I was at his neck
Creepin' from the back
But saw the opps and had to let 'em have it
How ****ed up is that? But where that *****?
She ain't called me yet
We did that at six and who got hit?
I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss
Now two weeks pass
I'm back on my grind
I can't waste no time, the opps been quiet
They be whoopin' tho
But them *****s not slidin' and I been high
I can't even lie that thot been on my mind
Why she ain't called?
I ain't seen her ***, I hope that she alright
Now it's midnight I'm hitting some blocks
Just me and my Glock, came to a stop
I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop
My phone keep ringing
Just a hoe of course, this ***** probably bored
I press ignore
I ain't got no time
A ***** gon' be a *****
Now I get that feeling
Something ain't right
I look to my right
And I'm like, damn
There go that flexin' *****
He wavin' his pipe
He get to dumpin'
Bullets get to comin'
My heart get to thumbin'
I feel something, my left shoulder hot
Blood just get to gushing
I'm like ****, ain't this 'bout a *****
And he with that *****
I got a glimpse, she got them big lips
That's made for suckin' ****
Now it make sense
That hoe set me up
That lil' dirty ****, the double cross
Tryna get me caught
Like I'm Randy Moss
Ah ****, I just dropped my gun
Plus I got one arm, I'm tryna drive
I can't shoot back now
This man on my ***, I almost crashed
But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real
But there go twelve
He bust a quick right
And I just bust a left
Ah, ****
What the ****, gang, you good?
Damn, my shoulder
You know this ***** be ****in' with me, gang
Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that **** that was crackin'
Off last week with them *****s and ****
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look
Now this what happened
A week later my arm in a sling
I been sippin' lean, pure codeine
I don't feel a thing
My hoe say I'm mean
I need a blunt, stuff that ***** wit Runtz
Boy, I'm on a hunt, and ain't no breakfast
But I'm a boxer *****, like some Capt'n Crunch
I got a tip that thot ***** be on 75th
Right off Cottage
With her best friend, gettin' her hair did
I'm like cool, finna make my move
Post up, what I do
This ***** a fool for tryna play me out
Like that **** was cool
Now it's like two
Catch her walking out
Her new hairstyle blue and she look cute
But that mean ain't **** to me
I crept up then I boomed
And that was that
Now I'm running back
I stop in my tracks, there go that Porsche
How crazy is that boy, I'm on his ***
The first blast, it shatter his glass
Damn, this ***** fast, he hit the gas
I'm still shooting at him but I'm too far back
Damn I'm hype, let me tuck this pipe
Get up out of sight 'cause I see lights
And them *****es bright
Can't go to jail for life, so I take flight
Made it to the hood, everything went good
Knock on wood, flame me up a 'Wood
Tooka smellin' good, looked at my phone
Got a text from Herb, he say, "Whats's the word?"
I say, ****, I'm just coolin' *****, I'm not from 63rd
*****, we're not from 63rd
Stretch Gang put in work