And I'ma let that MAC fly
just like my n a Durk (Bow)
I’ma let this MAC fly with this, hold on
I said I'ma let that
Alright, come on (Von), alright (Von)
Verse
Got a drop on this fle in'
nigga, 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 s t
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 b h
the way you throw a fit
But f k 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 si , 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 w e
Now she walk up, she struttin' her
stuff, this b h thick as f k
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,
"Nigga 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
b h it's do or die,
you said you gon' slide
You got some nerve, your s t
on the curb, boy we put in work
From 64th, and from
65th, we not from 63rd
