Continuing...
VON now be frl you ainn tryna drill boy you ainn tryna kill
you off that pill it got you acting tuff but that ainn how you is
i'm that frl and i'm worth a mill and still get on yo heel
he live right where now i'm in a car parked outside his crib
he got a pole but that's just for show ik he a hoe
he ainn gone blow bitch i was tryna sco when i was on parole
he got a pole but that's just for show ik he a hoe
he ainn gone blow bitch i was tryna sco when i was on parole
that boy a bitch he shot out the whip nah he ainn really slide
they always miss just runnin they lips that's why they keep on dying
just hit they block i'm talking 20 times man these niggas hiding
i caught the play and now i'm throwing bullets im thinking it's madden
i got his lo can't be moving slo he right by the sto
he got a fro with a pelli coat plus he wit a hoe
he on his phone once i'm on yo ass boy you on yo own
i get em gone it happened so fast all he heard was boom
i'm from the wik ik i'm the shit bitch get off my dick
i never miss they think that i'm cheating my gun gotta glitch i mean switch
i could shoot a brick and they still say i hit
i mean it hit they caught that nigga brick and hit em in his shit BOOM
the beat went off and i was in aw he really used my idea i jumped up and down clapping my hands like a fan girl because idc my man did that he walked out the booth
and hugged me "nah ma yo ass raw durk tell me why ha ass got bars lowkey" i instantly got shy bc why tf would he say that outloud i thought that was a secret between me and him "wym" he said confused
"she helped me with two parts of the song the get off my dick part and the they keep on dying part" he said cheesing like a proud father
" ouuu lemme find out you out here rapping suh" duess said i just laughed they ran over that song a few times while I laid there on my phone
"youngin yo ass gone blow you gifted" sada said handing von the bag of cash and dapped him up it was like 12 now and i wanted to post on the gram again
"von could you take my pictures? you don't have to if you busy i could ask due-" "fasho come on" he said dropping his pen and dragging me to a different room
"you look so good im tryna get you to the crib real fast" he said walking close to me closing the door ouuu take me home now then "you don't look so bad ya self" i said winking at him he licked his lips "von stop doing that before you get ate up take my pictures"
i handed him my phone he started laughing he know wdf he doin he snapped some in his phone then in mine nd just stared at the pictures then handed me the phone
"bae after this we gotta go to icebox i need to go pick sum up" this nigga practically live there "okay love just tell me when you done in the studio i'll be ready" he nodded and we headed back to the studio room everybody was at
