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king von - let it bust (demo) lyrics

let it bust (demo) lyrics
intro: polo g & king von]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
von

[chorus: polo g & king von]
i keep calling plays, like i’m phil jackson
we got glocks and ‘k’s, ’cause the field crackin’ (grrah, grrah)
goofy better tuck his chain (what?)
my lil’ vultures will sn_tch it (huh? huh?)
you can die a hundred ways, don’t blink, ’cause it will happen (boom, boom)
i ain’t in no rush to save (nah)
i drove real fast (yeah, yeah)
my b_tch bad like she will not behave (huh?)
she get real ratchet (yeah, yeah)
long nights in the dog pound (d_mn)
what if i was still trappin’? (what? huh?)
baby ar make ’em fall down (rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)
hunnid shots, he’s still clappin’

[verse 1: polo g & king von]
he think he turnt up, he finally seen me, yeah, we been havin’ (who?)
my squad don’t give no f_ck, we tear sh_t up, just like i’m bin laden (go)
runnin’ to thеm bucks (run), my gucci scuffed (run), now i got rich habits (run)
i done had enough, might lеt it bust if they don’t quit cappin’ (d_mn, d_mn, d_mn)
uh, now reload and i can’t see straight off the x, ’cause i just keep rollin’ (yeah, i just keep rollin’)
sippin’ henny in my cup, i can’t keep focus (i been sippin’)
he cuffed that b_tch, he fell in love, i make her deep throat it
[verse 2: king von]
you know von (von), i’m known to go in (go)
n_ggas hoes, they be wearin’ sew_ins (yeah, yeah)
i got out, f_cked five of her friends
bet a b_tch won’t cheat on me again
i get out my body, i got bodies, this a hobby, n_gga (yeah, yeah, huh?)
i get out that pill, i’m gon’ score and shaq can’t stop me, n_gga (boom, boom, boom, boom)
your main b_tch, i probably hit her (yeah), and your homie sister (uh_huh)
even though that’s folk’s cousin (yeah), man, f_ck lil mister (f_ck, boom, boom, boom)
out here since a shorty, kept a .40, i would never worry (nah, nah)
teacher ask me what i want to do, i told her shoot (huh? what? huh?)
she think i’m talkin’ about some steph curry (boom, boom, boom)
man, n_ggas better hurry, hurry (run)
we throwin’ hail mary’s (grrah), you catch this, you gettin’ buried (boom, boom, boom)
smokin’ on that terry berry, they left him bl__dy mary (ooh)
these n_ggas play, act like they g_y
i pull up with more clips than tyler perry (rah, rah)

[chorus: polo g & king von]
i keep calling plays, like i’m phil jackson (callin’ plays)
we got glocks and ‘k’s, ’cause the field crackin’ (huh? grrah, grrah)
goofy better tuck his chain, man, my lil’ vultures will sn_tch it ( what? huh? huh?)
you can die a hundred ways, don’t blink, ’cause it will happen (boom, boom)
i ain’t in no rush to save (huh? huh?), i drove real fast (yeah, yeah)
my b_tch bad like she will not behave (what?)
she get real ratchet (yeah, yeah)
long nights in the dog pound, what if i was still trappin’? (d_mn)
baby ar make ’em fall down, hunnid shots, he’s still clappin’ (rah, rah, rah)

- king von lyrics

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