[Intro: Quando Rondo]
Vicasso on another one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SephGotTheWaves
Whoa
Oh, I
Uh
[Chorus: NoCap]
Run around with them same niggas, I ain't thinkin' about hangin' with new ones
I'll go dig up them old rods, I ain't thinkin' about buyin' no new guns
Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
I'm tryna win, I ain't tryna see no tie, I ain't tryna put no suit on
I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won't meet the cops
My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I'ma knock 'em off
I'ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
Nigga damn near thought about killin' myself 'cause I ain't wanna turn twelve
When I was in the water drownin' with them sharks, they was thinkin', "Oh well"
High-speed chase, went and got a room with my bitch, thinkin', "Will my ho tell?"
Me and Joe Dirt locked in for life like we ain't got no bail
I'ma bring my mask out (Brrah) then go hunt for the opps, no Easter
See, my bank account got a new balance, I ain't talkin' about no sneaker
Spray 'em down with Clorox then make the haters go sit on the bleachers
No new friends like two twins, I still run with the same people
Vicasso on another one
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SephGotTheWaves
Whoa
Oh, I
Uh
[Chorus: NoCap]
Run around with them same niggas, I ain't thinkin' about hangin' with new ones
I'll go dig up them old rods, I ain't thinkin' about buyin' no new guns
Stuck in the hood, this where my niggas died, kinda hard for me to move on
I'm tryna win, I ain't tryna see no tie, I ain't tryna put no suit on
I can buy a hundred steaks and I still won't meet the cops
My jewelry Frosted Flakes, I barely got time to see my pops
For the nigga who murdered Slim, no doorbell, I'ma knock 'em off
I'ma put this Glock to work, I just pray to God that he get out, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
Nigga damn near thought about killin' myself 'cause I ain't wanna turn twelve
When I was in the water drownin' with them sharks, they was thinkin', "Oh well"
High-speed chase, went and got a room with my bitch, thinkin', "Will my ho tell?"
Me and Joe Dirt locked in for life like we ain't got no bail
I'ma bring my mask out (Brrah) then go hunt for the opps, no Easter
See, my bank account got a new balance, I ain't talkin' about no sneaker
Spray 'em down with Clorox then make the haters go sit on the bleachers
No new friends like two twins, I still run with the same people
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