VonOff1700 - Call of Duty Lyrics

All these dead-ass, lame-ass, broke-ass niggas wanna-
They all want my motherf*ckin' name, alright, come on

Alright, uh, why niggas wanna play on the 'net
Like they won't check and they know that lil' Vonno a shooter? (You know that)
Stuff a KRISS Vec' up in the 10, that bitch so big, that ho stick out like ruler
Munchie was runnin' too slow, tryna get to his car and he got his ass hit in the dula (his dumb ass)
Think with his dick, let the lil' bitch call his ride, his ass gon' die in an Uber
Nigga, what the f*ck is you doin'?
Tryna act like a killer and everybody know you a hooper (his bitch ass)
We four deep up in the Jeep and we all got heats and doin' high-speed on a trooper (we gone)
That nigga a goofy, finna crash out up on a live and he only got two hundred viewers (his dumb ass)
Niggas be mad I don't f*ck with 'em and I'm more up than 'em, that's why they makin' up rumors
Bounce out broad day blowin' the Drac', that bitch so loud, it sound Metro Boomin
KJ just got clapped, Munchie got clapped and they still don't think they losin'
Keep sayin' my name in them songs and still ain't on, do you really wanna die over music?
One-eighty my dash, wherever we at, go fast, what the f*ck I look like cruisin'?
We caught us an opp and we were so thirsty
We bounced while the car was movin' (come here, come here)
He ain't f*ckin' her right and he beatin' her up
And he wonder why the lil' bitch choosin' (his dumb ass)
Killin' a nigga so soothin', lil' nigga, give me that gun, you ain't gon' use it
That snitchin' shit, we don't approve it (we don't)
Just got the lo' to his crib, finna make him move it
Popped him a pill, now he wanna slide on lil' Von, that lil' nigga way too groovy (dumbass)
When bullet start flyin', the nigga start duckin' and divin', he thought he was up in a movie
That bitch gon' blow my vibe if she ain't that and she come around actin' bougie (The f*ck?)
Put a grip and a box on the back of my 19X, now that bitch sound like an Uzi
Got hit in the head with the 10, ain't die, now his shit look just like Stewie (the f*ck?)
Uh, don't got his gun, but got his chain, Backend, we got us a goofy (took him down)
We got big guns like Call of Duty (you know that)
When Joey got clapped, he was callin' Snooty
F*ck her hips and the lil' bitch a tootie
You say you a gangster, come right here and shoot me (your bitch ass)

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