[Intro: King Von]
(Wheezy outta here)
Damn
What?
Von
Huh? What?
[Chorus: King Von]
You know I'm the realest (You know)
And you know I'm a killer (You know)
I think I need a vest 'cause when you lie, I swear, I feel it
Right in my heart, girl, you tryna kill me (Damn)
Don't you know I got feelings? (You know I got feelings?)
Girl, you playin' with a real one (What?)
Got a couple million, I'm still in the buildings (Huh? Yeah)
Know I'm on the block, she can tell by the ceilings
No ass shots, I can tell, I could feel it
And I heard you got hurt, baby girl, I can heal it
And if you need it right now, baby girl, l'll Zelle it
Fresh out the shower, I smell it
And you know I keep my tool, no hammer, I nail it (Boom)
L-O-V, I don't know how to spell it
Got your boyfriend mad, that lil' boy jealous, damn (Boom, boom)
[Verse 1: King Von]
But don't even mind that (Nah)
We ain't worried 'bout it, we ain't buyin' that (Uh-huh)
I'ma fall back, I'ma be cool (Bе cool)
Just don't let me find out wherе he hidin' at (Boom, boom)
And you know I be tweakin', fuck that, never mind that (Nah, nah)
Girl, come here with your fine ass (Come here)
You first place in the contest (Yeah)
Kissin' on your neck while we undressin' (Uh, uh)
Put this pillow on the TEC, pussy gettin' wet
I be in it, beatin' down walls, pussy gettin' stretched
Afterwards, took her to the mall, pockets on shred (Huh? What?)
And I ain't even gotta flex (Nah, nah)
And we ain't even gotta text (Nah, nah)
And I ain't even got an ex (Nah, nah)
And you ain't even got a next (Huh? What?)
And we ain't even gotta sex
But look (Look), let me know, do you clean? Do you cook? (Do you cook?)
Let me know, would you iron a nigga clothes on the way to the show since a nigga be booked? (What?)
Let me know if you fucked on my homie named Wuk
Damn, she got me open like a book
I got her scared, she shook
Never fucked with a nigga from the hood
And I ain't never tasted no pussy this good
She gon' get somebody killed, let me knock on wood
But, girl, you fine, if lovin' you was a crime, then I'd damn near be booked
(Wheezy outta here)
Damn
What?
Von
Huh? What?
[Chorus: King Von]
You know I'm the realest (You know)
And you know I'm a killer (You know)
I think I need a vest 'cause when you lie, I swear, I feel it
Right in my heart, girl, you tryna kill me (Damn)
Don't you know I got feelings? (You know I got feelings?)
Girl, you playin' with a real one (What?)
Got a couple million, I'm still in the buildings (Huh? Yeah)
Know I'm on the block, she can tell by the ceilings
No ass shots, I can tell, I could feel it
And I heard you got hurt, baby girl, I can heal it
And if you need it right now, baby girl, l'll Zelle it
Fresh out the shower, I smell it
And you know I keep my tool, no hammer, I nail it (Boom)
L-O-V, I don't know how to spell it
Got your boyfriend mad, that lil' boy jealous, damn (Boom, boom)
[Verse 1: King Von]
But don't even mind that (Nah)
We ain't worried 'bout it, we ain't buyin' that (Uh-huh)
I'ma fall back, I'ma be cool (Bе cool)
Just don't let me find out wherе he hidin' at (Boom, boom)
And you know I be tweakin', fuck that, never mind that (Nah, nah)
Girl, come here with your fine ass (Come here)
You first place in the contest (Yeah)
Kissin' on your neck while we undressin' (Uh, uh)
Put this pillow on the TEC, pussy gettin' wet
I be in it, beatin' down walls, pussy gettin' stretched
Afterwards, took her to the mall, pockets on shred (Huh? What?)
And I ain't even gotta flex (Nah, nah)
And we ain't even gotta text (Nah, nah)
And I ain't even got an ex (Nah, nah)
And you ain't even got a next (Huh? What?)
And we ain't even gotta sex
But look (Look), let me know, do you clean? Do you cook? (Do you cook?)
Let me know, would you iron a nigga clothes on the way to the show since a nigga be booked? (What?)
Let me know if you fucked on my homie named Wuk
Damn, she got me open like a book
I got her scared, she shook
Never fucked with a nigga from the hood
And I ain't never tasted no pussy this good
She gon' get somebody killed, let me knock on wood
But, girl, you fine, if lovin' you was a crime, then I'd damn near be booked
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