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VonOff1700 - Vonno Da Fox Lyrics



VonOff1700 - Vonno Da Fox Lyrics
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Alright, we turnt up, not burnt up
Nigga diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up
Free Famous, nigga, free Three, nigga, free Morrie, nigga, free the whole gang
Alright, come on (come on, we gone, okay)

We tote on Glocks and shoot at opps (rrah)
And we high-speed on cops (rrah, rrah, we gone)
I like your J, then that shit took, call me Vonno The Fox (give me that, dumbass)
Last nigga dissed the gang got put in a box (with his dumb ass)
The opps just dropped a song, that shit so weak, get shit off the aux (that shit ass)
SRT Jeep fast, I do the dash (rrah), this bitch fresh off a lot (this fast)
Bounce out and shoot and I don't stop
'Til I see bodies drop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, 'til niggas fall)
Caught that nigga tryna get a cut and we shot up the shop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, his dumb ass)
Beat up his ride and that bitch can't move (dumbass), we left it smokin' hot (bitch)

They not outside (what the f*ck?)
So I'm gon' take a piss up on they block (they bitch ass)
We run the 'Raq, go ask around, TG got shit on lock (we got this shit all through the city)
Caught him tryna get some chicken and he left his pot (his dumb ass)
We take niggas down, don't come around talkin' 'bout do swap for swap (trade for trade, dumbass)
Roll him up, who you smokin'? Bitch, we smokin' Top (his dead ass)
Don't come outside, he think it's sweet
So we gon' smoke his pop (so we gon' kill his dad, kill his dad)
Think with his dick, so when we killed him, we shot off his cock (his dick, his dumb ass)
I ain't the fightin' type, I ain't gon' lie, bitch, I'll smoke The Rock (you know that)
That nigga had some money on my head and then he f*ckin' clocked (what the f*ck?)
I'm the youngest turnt guy through the door and I ain't had to knock (you know that)
Rollie on my wrist, this bitch be dancin', it don't tick-tock (it be dancin')
ARP with sixty rounds, this bitch can fold
And it came with a stock (rrah, rrah, with a stock, for real)

We tote on Glocks and shoot at opps (rrah)
And we high-speed on cops (rrah, rrah, we gone)
I like your J, then that shit took, call me Vonno The Fox (give me that, dumbass)
Last nigga dissed the gang got put in a box (with his dumb ass)
The opps just dropped a song, that shit so weak, get shit off the aux (that shit ass)
SRT Jeep fast, I do the dash (rrah), this bitch fresh off a lot (this fast)
Bounce out and shoot and I don't stop
'Til I see bodies drop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, 'til niggas fall)
Caught that nigga tryna get a cut and we shot up the shop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, his dumb ass)
Beat up his ride and that bitch can't move, we left it smokin' hot (bitch)
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Alright, we turnt up, not burnt up
Nigga diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up
Free Famous, nigga, free Three, nigga, free Morrie, nigga, free the whole gang
Alright, come on (come on, we gone, okay)

We tote on Glocks and shoot at opps (rrah)
And we high-speed on cops (rrah, rrah, we gone)
I like your J, then that shit took, call me Vonno The Fox (give me that, dumbass)
Last nigga dissed the gang got put in a box (with his dumb ass)
The opps just dropped a song, that shit so weak, get shit off the aux (that shit ass)
SRT Jeep fast, I do the dash (rrah), this bitch fresh off a lot (this fast)
Bounce out and shoot and I don't stop
'Til I see bodies drop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, 'til niggas fall)
Caught that nigga tryna get a cut and we shot up the shop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, his dumb ass)
Beat up his ride and that bitch can't move (dumbass), we left it smokin' hot (bitch)

They not outside (what the f*ck?)
So I'm gon' take a piss up on they block (they bitch ass)
We run the 'Raq, go ask around, TG got shit on lock (we got this shit all through the city)
Caught him tryna get some chicken and he left his pot (his dumb ass)
We take niggas down, don't come around talkin' 'bout do swap for swap (trade for trade, dumbass)
Roll him up, who you smokin'? Bitch, we smokin' Top (his dead ass)
Don't come outside, he think it's sweet
So we gon' smoke his pop (so we gon' kill his dad, kill his dad)
Think with his dick, so when we killed him, we shot off his cock (his dick, his dumb ass)
I ain't the fightin' type, I ain't gon' lie, bitch, I'll smoke The Rock (you know that)
That nigga had some money on my head and then he f*ckin' clocked (what the f*ck?)
I'm the youngest turnt guy through the door and I ain't had to knock (you know that)
Rollie on my wrist, this bitch be dancin', it don't tick-tock (it be dancin')
ARP with sixty rounds, this bitch can fold
And it came with a stock (rrah, rrah, with a stock, for real)

We tote on Glocks and shoot at opps (rrah)
And we high-speed on cops (rrah, rrah, we gone)
I like your J, then that shit took, call me Vonno The Fox (give me that, dumbass)
Last nigga dissed the gang got put in a box (with his dumb ass)
The opps just dropped a song, that shit so weak, get shit off the aux (that shit ass)
SRT Jeep fast, I do the dash (rrah), this bitch fresh off a lot (this fast)
Bounce out and shoot and I don't stop
'Til I see bodies drop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, 'til niggas fall)
Caught that nigga tryna get a cut and we shot up the shop (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, his dumb ass)
Beat up his ride and that bitch can't move, we left it smokin' hot (bitch)
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Writer: Bryson March, Davon D. Meeks, Derrick Miller, Dwan Avery
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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