Alright

Long live Mook, long live Mike, diss on them, you gon' your lose life

Don't say they name in vain or there's gon' be L's in front of your name (You ain't tryna catch a— the fuck you— what the fuck you in here—)

Forever tossin' for the gang (Why the fuck you in this car?)

Okay, alright

****, you ain't tryna catch a hat, the fuck you in here for? (Why you in here for?)

Bad lil' bitch say Zelle her for her hair, I ain't gon' send it, though

"How it feel up there in Heaven?" I don't know, I never been before (I never died before)

Go ask Marshall, Top and Diamond (They gon' tell you 'cause they—), how they know? 'Cause they done been before (With they dead ass)

They say, "Von, you done got rich, why the fuck you out here spinnin' for?" ('Cause I want to)

I just got a lo' and I don't know, but in a minute, though (Bitch, I'm gone)

Bounced out, put the Glock L to his face, I'm talkin' 'bout in that ho (I'm talkin' 'bout in that ho)

I wear glasses and tight pants, yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm a killer, though (Bitch, I lay belt)

Beat her back in off the lean, she say she done, but I ain't finished, though (I ain't finished)

We bounced out him crazy, boy, they got that shit on video (What the fuck?)

Yeah, he got that money in his picture, but can he spend it, though? (Can he use that?)

BBL, I want that BBL, I can't do shit with no skinny ho (Yeah, skinny ho)

You ain't Johnny Dang, can't get no steak, can get some Denny's (Can get some Denny's, though)

You know, Z Money and that pastor, word around, they had a Diddy show (With they gay ass)

I'm the one that got your homie clapped, the whole city know (Know that)

They shot him twenty times, it wasn't that bad, but it wasn't pretty, though (That shit was crazy)

All-black Charger, we took off the badge, this bitch a Hemi, though (This bitch fast)

Tap the gas, I bet they ain't gon' see me, but they hear me, though (Loud)

They hit the block and dropped like forty shots, but they ain't hit me, though (With they bitch ass)

I fucked her once, ain't seen the bitch in years, I bet she miss me, though (That shit crazy)

Now Leek tryna rap, that shit cool, he better not diss me, though (He better not say my name)

Bitch can get this dick up all she want, she better not kiss me, though (She better not kiss me, though)

A 100K in blues, bitch, I ain't Crip, but shout out Nipsy, though (Shout out Nipsy, woo)

Just left the doctor, I ain't burnin', but they worried about my kidney, though (About that lean)

AP on my wrist, I gave him less, he wanted sixty, though (He wanted sixty, though)

Off a six of Tris, I ain't that fried, it got me twisted, though (I'm twisted, fried)

I done bounced out, emptied the whole clip and ain't hit shit but O's (That shit was crazy)

I don't want no fuckin' Hellcat 'cause I drove one off a cliff before (My whole ride)

Bro done mixed the Diamond with the grabba, his shit skippy, though (His shit skippy, though)

If you wanna get up close, you gotta bounce out on your tippy-toes (Gotta be quiet)

Put some bread up on his head, they grant my wish, but I ain't Timmy, though (But I ain't Timmy)

7.62 eat his face and now his shit look like a Cheerio (What the fuck?)

****, you ain't tryna catch a hat, the fuck you in here for? (Fuck you in here for?)

Bad lil' bitch say Zelle her for her hair, I ain't gon' send it, though

"How it feel up there in Heaven?" I don't know, I never been before (I never been before)

Go ask Marshall, Top and Diamond, how they know? 'Cause they done been before (With they dead ass)

They say, "Von, you done got rich, why the fuck you out here spinnin' for?" (That lo')

I just got a lo' and I don't know, but in a minute, though (Pull up, gone)

Bounced out, put the Glock L to his face, I'm talkin' 'bout in that ho (I'm talkin' 'bout in that ho)

I wear glasses and tight pants, yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm a killer, though (Bitch, I lay belt)

****

Think this shit confusin', ****

Thinkin' this shit 'bout some views, ****, you'll make the news, ****

Long live Mook, long live Mike, diss on them—

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