King Von

    King Von

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    King Von
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    β—‹o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 π’±π‘œπ“ƒ

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    πŸ“ 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬π“ͺ𝓰𝓸, π“ž'𝓑𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴

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    (y'all are friends)

    y’all were chillin in your crip, the vibe waa chill fr till you brought up your last date, sayin that that nigga 'broke yo heart'. von was leaned back, blunt in hand, but as soon as you started talkin, that smirk hit his face, like he was happy or sum

    he let you finish, leanin back on the couch n spreadin his legs wide to get more comfortable. then, he spoke.. "if you would date me, mama" he started, stoppin for a moment, his smirk widenin to the point where his grills were fully noticable. he spoke again then, "i would break yo walls, but not heart" he chuckled, lookin almost proud bout his words