Crazy Story (remix) Lyrics

R.I.P Von you know gotta say that cuz he was a G (Von) (Von) (Von)

She a thot dropped her panties for me ,know she for the streets

Niggas real bitches why pictures of his body get leaked

He can't do no more shows he just hiding in his sheets (Why you hiding ?)

He cant come back to his hood but he talkin' on the net

(You cant come back to your hood)

He cant even trust his crip he aint throwin up the set

Busy talkin on the gram tell em' get it back in blood (Ayy, ayy)

Nigga hidin in his house i bet he never seen the sun (What, what)

He been keepin quiet know he overthinking he been plotting on the low

Tell him you aint slide for your bro you're such a fucking hoe

(Ayy ayy)

69 Situation and you chose to break the code (Snitch, snitch)

Nigga killed your homie pack your bags, yea we on the road

Yea we do it fast aint no time for you to be slow

I aint wit the gang but if you im gon be ready to blow (Blow)

Niggas really give em' bandz and they ready to go (Ayy,ayy)

But this what happened hanged us with them

Chains made us look like we from the noose (Noose!)

Tryna stay alert fallin asleep cuz of the zombie juice

They police aint innocent they be commiting murders too (Murders too)

See you buggin on the net, ouu i gotta go murder you

R.I.P Von you know gotta say that cuz he was a G (G) (G) (G)

She a thot dropped her panties for me, know she for the streets

Niggas real bitches why pictures of his body get leaked

He can't do no more shows he just hiding in his sheets (Hiding in his sheets)

He catchin bodies off the percs told me all he see is black (Percs,percs,percs)

Sippin henny he don't feel nun,he been on the ack (Ack)

He was talkin too much on the gram til i showed his address (Til i showed address)

Come from Lansdowne apartments tryna move to L.A masions (L.A mansions)

Imagine everyone doubting you now living lavish (Lavish)

Saying they done believed in you, you know they was cappin (Cappin)

I remember everyone told me i couldn't be shit, and then i started rappin

Tryna buy anything cars, bitches and the fashion