King Von - Went Silly lyrics

[King Von - Went Silly lyrics]

Von, Von
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger) , Von

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

Hold on, hold on, hold Run that shit back
This that OTF shit, this
That Stretch Gang shit
This that GetBack Gang shit von, Von
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger) , Von

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 ho is blue
I wouldn't fuck em if they paid me
Hermes, nah, bitch this Ferragamo
Ain't tryna fuck the nigga 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, Popeyes
Never lackin' stay on point
See everything like I'm cockeyed
Ho nigga got bitch ways, he switch sides
Change a nigga like a flat tire
He gon' need more than peroxide
Ooh, 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
Now, that's that fishy shit
But Von tote a 50 clip
Plus my gun been through some shit
Like Bernie Mac, bitch, who you with?
Balmain, nah, bitch I rock Amiris
My Drac' just caught two
Niggas back to back, it's gettin' scary

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

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