King Von – Crazy Story (Lyrics | Video)

Lyrics “Crazy Story” by King Von

Got a drop on this flexing n**ga, he from Tennessee
I had a thot she be with the s**ts, 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 sh*es Jimmy Choo
With that handbag too, red or baby blue
She gets to smilin’ she ain’t used to this
‘Cause she ain’t use to s**t

Im 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 h*e, coulda been a b**ch, the way you throw a fit
But f**k that, right back to the script cuz this a major lick
He got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wrist

Now its like 6, told em hit his phone, meet em in the Wic
But he ain’t go, but he ain’t that slow, say meet em at the store
Im like cool, let em front his move, do what he gon do
Cuz this the plot, put em in the pot, let it cook like stu

I grab my Glock, it been thru 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, that’s six to twenty-four
Let me focus, can’t be zoning out, he pullin up now versuri.online
He double park, he ain’t getting out, he in that push to start

That new Porshe its built like a horse, call us like the four
He got a ring, I guess he ain’t divorce, wife probably a whore
Now she walk up, she struttin’ her stuff, this b**ch thick as f**k
Got in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin’ 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 Myer

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 cuz there go the ops, yellin’ out what’s crackin’
I’m like what Im like n**ga who I was born to shoot

I got aim, Im like Jonny Dang, when it comes​ to chains
So I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lie
B**ch 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…

➤ Written by King Von
King Von 2018

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