King Von - INTO lyrics

[Intro] Banger DJ on the beat, so it's a banger Von [Chorus] ni**a, I'll be damned (Damn) If a ni**a think he finna take me out, this sh*t ain't sweet (Nah, nah) ni**a, I ain't goin', I'm back, I'm blowin' (Huh?) I'll be at the crib every day of the week (Boom, boom) Remember it was nights I couldn't sleep War outside, ni**as couldn't even eat (sh*t) I was sixteen with a carbon fifteen (Huh? Huh?) Motherfu*kers gotta die and it ain't gon' be me (Damn, damn) Shootin' sh*t down 'til the sun down (Yeah) He was just playin' tough, he gon' run out (Uh-huh) All these b*tch ass ni**as tellin', really start to take the fun out (Uh-huh) I'm the type of ni**a go to church with my gun out (With my gun out) Gotta pray for my gun, it get too wild (It get too wild) I'm the first name thеy said in a shootout (In a shootout) God textin' me like, "It's gеttin' too crowded" (Damn, damn) [Verse 1] Police they catch me, I'm too silent (Damn) My mans be violent, I'm too violent (Uh-huh) ni**as actin' tough, runnin' up then I'ma lay him down like [?] (Boom, boom) Dress a ni**a up like a new stylist (Uh-huh) Out for a year, ni**a, when the trial is? (Uh-huh) Would bought a b*tch a car but she had some miles (Uh-huh) If he say what he saw, we gon' cut his eyelid (Boom, boom) [Chorus] ni**a, I'll be damned (Damn) If a ni**a think he finna take me out, this sh*t ain't sweet (Nah, nah) ni**a, I ain't goin', I'm back, I'm blowin' (Huh?) I'll be at the crib every day of the week (Boom, boom) Remember it was nights I couldn't sleep War outside, ni**as couldn't even eat (sh*t) I was sixteen with a carbon fifteen (Huh? Huh?) Motherfu*kers gotta die and it ain't gon' be me (Damn, damn) Shootin' sh*t down 'til the sun down (Yeah) He was just playin' tough, he gon' run out (Uh-huh) All these b*tch ass ni**as tellin', really start to take the fun out (Uh-huh) I'm the type of ni**a go to church with my gun out (With my gun out) Gotta pray for my gun, it get too wild (It get too wild) I'm the first name they said in a shootout (In a shootout) God textin' me like, "It's gettin' too crowded" (Damn, damn) [Verse 2] Oh, you 'bout it? (Uh-huh) Rob you, ain't sh*t you gon' do 'bout it (Uh-huh) My lil' b*tch want a new body (What?) My bullets come get you fast like a Bugatti (Grrah, grrah) I'm goin' Scottie like too hotty (Yeah) You gettin' shot up if you too co*ky (What?) We slide with sticks like we play hockey And you not a killer if you only got two bodies, damn (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Run out (Yeah), hustle and sell 'til the sun down (Uh-huh) We got some money, it's fun now (It's fun) Last ni**a dissed King Von got gunned down (Grrah, grrah) Damn, what now? (What?) It was funny but now it's not fun now (It's not fun now) I was bummy, now look who the bum now A ni**a tried Von, I bet he get gunned down (Boom, boom, boom) [Chorus] ni**a, I'll be damned (Damn) If a ni**a think he finna take me out, this sh*t ain't sweet (Nah, nah) ni**a, I ain't goin', I'm back, I'm blowin' (Huh?) I'll be at the crib every day of the week (Boom, boom) Remember it was nights I couldn't sleep War outside, ni**as couldn't even eat (sh*t) I was sixteen with a carbon fifteen (Huh? Huh?) Motherfu*kers gotta die and it ain't gon' be me (Damn, damn) Shootin' sh*t down 'til the sun down (Yeah) He was just playin' tough, he gon' run out (Uh-huh) All these b*tch ass ni**as tellin', really start to take the fun out (Uh-huh) I'm the type of ni**a go to church with my gun out (With my gun out) Gotta pray for my gun, it get too wild (It get too wild) I'm the first name they said in a shootout (In a shootout) God textin' me like, "It's gettin' too crowded" (Damn, damn) [Outro] Banger