[Intro]
Von, Von (DJ on the beat so it's a banger), Von
[Chorus]
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
[Interlude]
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
[Chorus]
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
Von, Von (DJ on the beat so it's a banger), Von
[Chorus]
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
[Interlude]
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
[Chorus]
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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