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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
King Von
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dayvon Bennett
Songwriter
Darrell Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darrell Gregory Jackson
Producer
Lyrics
Let me tell y'all a story
About two shawties
With two .40s (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Von
Late night, he was creepin'
Just a young hot shawty tryna kill for no reason (yeah)
Heart colder than a freezer (than a freezer)
He was raised in the jungle, had more stripes than a zebra (yeah, yeah)
Auntie used to beat him (used to beat him)
She was high off the C, she ain't even used to feed him
And the teachers couldn't teach him (huh?)
He said the words looked funny, it was too hard to read 'em (yeah, yeah)
Watch out, he reachin', boom
One shot from the Glock, nigga whole shit leakin' (boom, boom)
My fault, he tweakin' (damn)
Drug deal gone wrong, big homie tried to cheat him (cheat)
Don't touch him, just leave him (just leave)
Had his best friend wit' him, lil' bro couldn't believe it (couldn't believe it)
See he heard about the killings
But it's his first time seein' it, he ain't even wanna see it (damn)
No more school (uh-uh)
Shawty got a new Glock and he actin' a fool (he actin' a fool)
And he don't shoot pool (uh-uh)
But he keep a stick on him, he like, "What we finna do?" (What we finna do?)
Best friend be blue (what?)
But he down for whatever, he just tryna look cool (uh-huh)
And they was just on the news (what?)
Shawty head fucked up, he got somethin' to prove (somethin' to prove)
Now shit gettin' real (yeah)
Lil' folks gettin' high, he just popped him a pill (popped him a pill)
"Ooh, let's do a drill" (yeah)
That's what he told his best friend, but his friend tryna chill
He said, "Nah, I'm cool" (I'm good)
I'ma fall back today, I got a bitch comin' through (uh-huh)
But you can do you (uh-uh)
Passed lil' bro the keys, said the car by the school (by the school)
You know shawty don't play (come here)
He hopped right out his seat, put the Glock to his face (Glock to his face)
Ay, bitch, you actin' gay (bih)
I just need you to drive, I know where he stay (know where he stay)
So now they en route (yeah)
They pulled to the crib in the back of the house (vroom, vroom)
He say, "Shawty, get out" (get out)
After you catch this one, you gon' have all the clout (yeah, yeah)
Shawty don't trust him (shawty don't trust him)
Shawty say fuck him (shawty say fuck him)
Whole time, shawty don't even know, this the same nigga killed his brother (nigga killed your brother)
See shawty ass a sucker (sucker, sucker), he hop out, he say fuck it (fuck it, fuck it)
He ran up and got to bustin' (boom, boom)
He ain't even know he was shootin' at his cousin (damn, damn)
Late night, he was creepin' (was creepin')
Just a young hot shawty tryna kill for no reason (kill for no reason)
Heart colder than a freezer (than a freezer)
He was raised in the jungle, had more stripes than a zebra (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Auntie used to beat him (used to beat him)
She was high off the C, she ain't even used to feed him (she ain't even feed him)
And the teachers couldn't teach him (nah)
He said the words looked funny, it was too hard to read 'em (yeah, yeah)
Watch out, he reachin', boom
One shot from the Glock, nigga whole shit leakin' (boom, boom, boom)
My fault, he tweakin' (yeah)
Drug deal gone wrong, big homie tried to cheat him (damn, damn)
Don't touch him, just leave him (just leave him)
Had his best friend wit' him, lil' bro couldn't believe it (couldn't believe it)
See he heard about the killings (see, he heard)
But it's his first time seein' it, he ain't even wanna see it (nah, nah)
Nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Fuck y'all
Writer(s): Darrel Jackson, Dayvon Bennett
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