[Intro: Memo600 & King Von]
Steve Chea on the beat
Steve Drive (What? What?)
Stretch Gang
Steve Drive (Huh?)
Stretch Gang
What? What? What?
Steve Chea on the beat
Von
[Verse 1: King Von]
Ain't got no hoes with me (Ain't got no hoes)
I be quick to run up, let it pop, that's just the O in me (Boom, boom)
Rest in peace to Silk from Ada Park, that was the older me (That was the older me, huh?)
Goofy got shot right up in his top (What?), his brother told on me (Bitch)
Couldn't get a bond, I sat it out, they put that hold on me (Huh?)
Four-five (What?), XDs (Huh?), fifty shot (What?) glizzies (Huh?)
Peace treaty, bitch, please
You know I grew up on that violence (For real)
D.O.A., turn off them sirens (D.O.A., what?)
I be thirsty on his ass from Cicero to Stoney Island, huh? (Come here)
'Cause Von get on your ass, send you with them birds (For real)
Your preacher all in church, reading off proverbs (Ha)
And folks 'nem mad at me, I put in too much work (What?)
They saying, "Von, sit back" 'cause Get Back Gang, they got my back (What?)
But I'm still strapped, can't go like that (Huh?)
I'm still a killer before the rap (Huh?)
I swear I killed her, broke her back (Yeah)
Your homie die, I'm smoking that (What?)
I'm tired of smelling Tooka and Lil Marc, and I'm tired of Scrapp (I'm tired of that)
I'm thinking 'bout creating a new pack
Ayy, DQ, who is that? (Boom, boom, boom)
Steve Chea on the beat
Steve Drive (What? What?)
Stretch Gang
Steve Drive (Huh?)
Stretch Gang
What? What? What?
Steve Chea on the beat
Von
[Verse 1: King Von]
Ain't got no hoes with me (Ain't got no hoes)
I be quick to run up, let it pop, that's just the O in me (Boom, boom)
Rest in peace to Silk from Ada Park, that was the older me (That was the older me, huh?)
Goofy got shot right up in his top (What?), his brother told on me (Bitch)
Couldn't get a bond, I sat it out, they put that hold on me (Huh?)
Four-five (What?), XDs (Huh?), fifty shot (What?) glizzies (Huh?)
Peace treaty, bitch, please
You know I grew up on that violence (For real)
D.O.A., turn off them sirens (D.O.A., what?)
I be thirsty on his ass from Cicero to Stoney Island, huh? (Come here)
'Cause Von get on your ass, send you with them birds (For real)
Your preacher all in church, reading off proverbs (Ha)
And folks 'nem mad at me, I put in too much work (What?)
They saying, "Von, sit back" 'cause Get Back Gang, they got my back (What?)
But I'm still strapped, can't go like that (Huh?)
I'm still a killer before the rap (Huh?)
I swear I killed her, broke her back (Yeah)
Your homie die, I'm smoking that (What?)
I'm tired of smelling Tooka and Lil Marc, and I'm tired of Scrapp (I'm tired of that)
I'm thinking 'bout creating a new pack
Ayy, DQ, who is that? (Boom, boom, boom)
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