Crazy Story

And Ima let that MAC fly just like my ***** Durk (Bow)
Ima let this MAC fly with this, hold on
I said Ima 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'
Im 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 aint used to this cause she aint used to shit
Im 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 its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in The Wic
But he aint go, but he aint that slow, say meet em at the store
Im 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 yall lose one more, thats 6-24
Let me focus, cant be zoning out, he pullin up now
He double parked, he aint getting out, he in that push to start
That new Porsche, its built like a horse, colors like the fourth
He got a ring, I guess he aint 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
Im 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, 'Whats crackin?'
Im like, 'What?' Im like, '***** who ?' I was born to shoot
I got aim, Im 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