[Intro: Quando Rondo]
Doo, doo, doo
Uh, uh, yeah (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
[Pre-Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Stars in the ceilin' shit, I make a wish when I jump out the Cullinan (Uh, yeah)
Someone grab the scissors 'cause I cut her off, once I hit, she get passed to my brother them (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Different color vehicles look just like some Skittles with two hundred thou' in a duffle bag
I hang with the killer that killed your lil' nigga, y'all boys ain't no killers, I'm on your ass
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Pour up some codeine, I'm sippin' that, I'm goin' cold, cold turkey
Money and molly, it's tucked in the Fendi pack, I don't want no more Perkies
I send my youngin to shoot it up for a bag (Brrt), I can't show no more mercy
COVID-19, we gon' step on 'em with a mask, I'm talkin' closed, closed curtains
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
When you shoot, ain't no runnin', we dumpin' back
Fifty shots in the drum when we up the mag'
Just to make sure we slump 'em, we gon' double back
Bitch, I come from the slums, out the can, Savannah
My lil' murdered one in the new Atlanta
Swear they say on my head it's a hundred racks
I even got smoke with my own kind, if I tell 'em, your chain get snatched
Who the fuck you been talkin' to? I'm just askin'
Nigga, y'all got my number, but makin' captions
Nigga, since when these niggas been oversteppin'?
Boy, it's up in the air, I ain't givin' passes
Paranoid everywhere, so I keep a ratchet
Bet that cutter gon' make 'em flip, acrobatic
I just buried a hunna inside the casket
Treat my bitch like a Barbie, just bought her plastic
If you don't like me, let me know
Boy, you know that you a ho
Big check like Nike, that's for sure
But yeah, this pipe still in for sure
Before this music shit
I ain't care 'bout money, I was shootin' shit
I don't care 'bout who you is
Your dude a snitch, these niggas know my crew legit
Doo, doo, doo
Uh, uh, yeah (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
[Pre-Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Stars in the ceilin' shit, I make a wish when I jump out the Cullinan (Uh, yeah)
Someone grab the scissors 'cause I cut her off, once I hit, she get passed to my brother them (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Different color vehicles look just like some Skittles with two hundred thou' in a duffle bag
I hang with the killer that killed your lil' nigga, y'all boys ain't no killers, I'm on your ass
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Pour up some codeine, I'm sippin' that, I'm goin' cold, cold turkey
Money and molly, it's tucked in the Fendi pack, I don't want no more Perkies
I send my youngin to shoot it up for a bag (Brrt), I can't show no more mercy
COVID-19, we gon' step on 'em with a mask, I'm talkin' closed, closed curtains
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
When you shoot, ain't no runnin', we dumpin' back
Fifty shots in the drum when we up the mag'
Just to make sure we slump 'em, we gon' double back
Bitch, I come from the slums, out the can, Savannah
My lil' murdered one in the new Atlanta
Swear they say on my head it's a hundred racks
I even got smoke with my own kind, if I tell 'em, your chain get snatched
Who the fuck you been talkin' to? I'm just askin'
Nigga, y'all got my number, but makin' captions
Nigga, since when these niggas been oversteppin'?
Boy, it's up in the air, I ain't givin' passes
Paranoid everywhere, so I keep a ratchet
Bet that cutter gon' make 'em flip, acrobatic
I just buried a hunna inside the casket
Treat my bitch like a Barbie, just bought her plastic
If you don't like me, let me know
Boy, you know that you a ho
Big check like Nike, that's for sure
But yeah, this pipe still in for sure
Before this music shit
I ain't care 'bout money, I was shootin' shit
I don't care 'bout who you is
Your dude a snitch, these niggas know my crew legit
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