Crazy Story 2.0 Lyrics - King Von

[Verse 1: King Von] 

Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee 

I had a thot, she be with the shits, she told me where he be 

I say for sure, baby let me know, if you wanna eat 

She like "Von, you already know, just put 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 smiling, she ain't used to this cause she ain't used to shit 

I'm just laughing, could of been a pimp the way I move my lips 

I be speeding, could of been a driver the way I push the whip 

You a hoe, could of been a bitch the way you throw a fit 

But fuck 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 6, told her hit his phone 

Meet her in the Wic, but he ain't go 

But he ain't that slow, said meet him at the store 

I'm like cool, let him front his move, do what he gon' do 

Cause this the plot, put him in a 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's just how go 

But check the score, if y'all lose 1 more, that's 6 to 24 

Let me focus, can't be zoning out, he pulling 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 fork 

He got a ring, I guess he in divorce, wife probably a whore 

Now she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuck 

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 

The 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 happened- 

I got to the door, I thought I was cappin' 

I was lackin', 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 ride, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh 

This no lie, bitch it's do or die, you say you gon' slide? 

You got some nerve, yo' shit on the curb, boy we put in work 

From 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd 

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[Verse 2: Lil Durk] 

I got a drop on a rappin' nigga, I be from the 'Raq 

I'm like, cool, better not front yo' move, or you become a pack 

You see Von, you see 40 Glocks, see Booka, you see MAC 

Yeah free Mack, gone for a double homi, foenem got yo' back 

But fuck that, say you smoking who? Quickest way to die 

Snatch who chain? Off who neck? Not mine 

Ain't no point in trying 

They not out, plus the police hot, ain't no point in sliding 

They be talking from the internet, they don't be outside 

Hit the 6, call DaDa out, tell him 'bout a lick 

We need tape, we need rope and foams, don't forget the blicks 

He like, "Cool, how that nigga look?" I pull up some flicks 

He like, "Damn I think I know the nigga" He cool with his bitch 

We at V-Live, but we went to Structure, but we played a lot 

Got a goofy walking in and out, telling me his car 

He in a Cat, bet, I'ma pay you half, just finesse 

I'm 300, clips don't come like that, 3 drums to his chest 

Bitch, we lurking 63rd 

Bitch, we lurking 63rd 

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