Crazy Story Pt.3 - another copy lyrics

Intro
Oh yeah I'm finna make a banger wit this one
(Huh?)
(What?)
Dj on the beat
Von
Verse
Now here it go
I jus made it home
Missed calls on my phone, see I been gone was trying hitta lick but that sh*t jus went wrong
I gotta thot she right off the block, her crib be the spot
And we Got Glocks ticked all in her sh*t don’t come unless you knock
But this b*tch grimmy
Told her bout this n*gga help me set em up
And she was wit it
She jus want some shoes and she ain't give no f*cks
So we do that
I was at his neck
Creeping from the back
But saw the opps and had to let em have it how f*cked up is that?
But where that b*tch?
She ain't call me yet, we did that at 6
And who got hit?
I know someone check cause King Von he don’t miss
Now two weeks pass
I'm back on grind
I can't waste no time
The opps been quiet
They be whopping tho but them n*ggas not slidin
And I been high, I can't even lie that thot been on my mine
Why she ain't call?
I ain seen her ass, I hope that she aight
Now it's midnight
I'm hittin some blocks, jus me and my Glock
Came to a stop, I'm at a red light I usually don’t stop
My phone keep ringing
Jus a hoe of course, this b*tch prolly bored
I pressed ignore
Ian got no time a whore gone be ah whore
Now get that feeling something ain’t right
I look to my right
And I'm like damn there go that flexing n*gga
He waving his pipe
He get to dumpin
Bullets get to coming
My heart get to thumpin
I feel something, my left shoulder hot
Blood jus get to gushing
I’m like sh*t, ain't this bout-a-b*tch
And he wit that b*tch, I gotta glimpse
She got them big lips that's made for sucking di*k
Now it make sense
That hoe set me up
That lil dirty sl*t
The double cross, tryna get me caught
Like I'm Randy Moss
(AW sh*t)
I jus dropped my gun, plus I got one arm
I’m tryna drive, I can't shoot back now, this man on my ass
I almost crashed
But I got the wheelie tryna get for-real
But there twelve
He bust a quick right and I jus bussed a left
[Interlude]
Aw, sh*t
What the f*ck, gang, you good?
Damn, my shoulder
You know this b*tch be f*ckin' with me, gang
Damn, man, finish tellin' me about that sh*t that was crackin' off last week with them n*ggas and sh*t
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah, look
Now this what happened