Lyrics King Von – Went Silly
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Von…Von
DJ on the beat so it’s a banger
Von Von!
Bitch left me while I was locked up, I came home I shitted on that bitch
If you ain’t suckin’ dick then I ain’t interested bitch
You got a deep throat, lick on and spit on my shit
I got a bag, niggas’ savings, I be spendin’ that shit
My homie turned state, now he a witness and shit
See on my soul, I’m out here shootin’ poles
I probably catch a body before I catch a cold
Hold on hold on hold, run that shit back
This that OTF shit, this that Stretch Gang shit, this that GetBack Gang shit
Bitch left me while I was locked up, I came home I shitted on that bitch
Went silly on that bitch, got diamonds drippin’ off my wrist
If you ain’t suckin’ dick then I ain’t interested bitch
You got a deep throat, lick on and spit on my shit
I got a bag, niggas’ savings, I be spendin’ that shit
My homie turned state, now he a witness and shit
See on my soul, I’m out here shootin’ poles
I probably catch a body before I catch a cold
I got a shootin’ folks habit, I know I’m too savage
My lil bro packin’, we team No Lackin
Better not get caught in traffic, cause I’m Stretch Gang crazy
My old hoe is blue, I wouldn’t fuck em if they paid me
Hermes, nah, bitch this Ferragamo
Ain’t tryna fuck the nigga’s bitch, I’m tryna fuck his mama
I’m with a bad bitch named London, she gay and she swing both ways like nunchucks
My guys, deep fry shit Popeye’s
Never lackin’ stay on point, see everything like I’m cockeyed
Change a nigga like a flat tire, he gon’ need more than peroxide
Oouu I know you feelin’ this, boy this that killin’ shit
This that gang only shit, you need a membership
This that hit your target shit, it hit your witness shit
You ain’t see that boy in three days, that’s that he missin’ shit
Nah, that’s that ?
shit
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tote a 50 clip, plus my gun been through some shit
Like Bernie Mack, bitch who you with
Balmain, nah, bitch I rock Amiri’s
My Drac’ just caught two niggas back to back ?
Bitch left me while I was locked up, I came home I shitted on that bitch
Went silly on that bitch, got diamonds drippin’ off my wrist
If you ain’t suckin’ dick then I ain’t interested bitch
You got a deep throat, lick on and spit on my shit
I got a bag, niggas’ savings, I be spendin’ that shit
My homie turned state, now he a witness and shit
See on my soul, I’m out here shootin’ poles
I probably catch a body before I catch a cold
