Lyrics
Intro
Von Von, yeah, Von Von (yuh)
Skrrt-skrrt, drop-top showin' up (skrrt)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Verse
Von Von got a drop, candy paint glistenin' in the sun, yeah
Everybody lookin', necks turn slow when he come, uh
License plate say money moves, stereo knocked the block dumb
Wrist on shimmer, got the summer tatted on the chrome, bruh
He don't whisper — he announces, doors lift, he announce it
Coupe sittin' low, engine purrin' like a faucet
Chain swing like a pendulum, countin' commas, no accounting
Girls in the back, lipstick smudged, all mouths shoutin'
He step out, confidence like a headline, front page
Cameras flash, run the clip back, play it twice, on replay
Talk cheap, but his roll make the cheap folks pay change
No fake flex, it's craftsmanship — not just a phase
He move like a sentence with a period of gold
Words cut through the hum like keys through old
Money don't change him, it just dresses the goal
He came from the bottom, now the top is his role
Von Von, he play the lane like a boss on a beat
Rub the rim, chrome gleam, keep the envy on the street
Flexin' but humble, watch the balance in his step
Never front, never pretend, that's a promise kept
Pre-chorus
Roll it slow (roll it), let 'em watch (watch it)
Flash that chrome (flash it), let 'em talk (talk it)
He don't hide (nah), he just glow (he just glow)
Von Von movin' like he run the show (run the show)
Chorus
Von Von got a drop, Von Von got the keys (Von Von, Von Von)
Von Von got a drop, everybody freeze (Von Von, Von Von)
Von Von got a drop, ride it down the breeze (Von Von, Von Von)
Von Von got a drop, flexin' on the beat (Von Von, Von Von)
Von Von got a drop, Von Von got the keys (Von Von, Von Von)
Von Von got a drop, everybody freeze (Von Von, Von Von)
Von Von got a drop, ride it down the breeze (Von Von, Von Von)
Von Von got a drop, flexin' on the beat (Von Von, Von Von)
Verse
Quarter-mile ghosts, tires smoke like a sunrise
He laugh, pockets heavy, weight sag like a prize
Real recognize real — homies wave from the sidelines
Enemies practice faces they plan to revise
He keep receipts, not for the flex but for the story
Every scar got a chapter, every win got the glory
From late nights countin' stacks under porch lights
To table full, champagne pop, flip the porch lights
He teach the youngins how to hustle without the scam
How to stay sharp with the plan and the fam
How to love deep but never sign your name to a sham
How to smile through the drought then dance in the rain
Von Von got a code, loyalty tattooed on his jaw
He give back, build lanes, never stall or withdraw
He move like a blessing disguised as raw, uh
You heard the engine — now you feel the law
Bridge
Ayy, watch him glide (watch him glide), watch him shine (watch him shine)
Hands on the wheel, destiny in the line (in the line)
Ayy, say his name (say it), feel the climb (feel the climb)
Von Von, Von Vo
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