[Intro: Quando Rondo]
(Xclusive made this)
Uh, yeah
(J Thrash on the track)
QRN, yeah
(Ayo Bleu)
Extendo pokin' out my jeans
Pull a kick door, all my niggas JOG (JOG)
What you in for, baby, me or all this green? (All this green)
I been rich though, since 2017 (2017)
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (One hundred)
Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (Nah, nah, nah)
Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic)
Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (Grr)
Every time it's on, we ridin' all night
If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (On sight)
Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (Broad day)
Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die (Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
Walk in rockin' red bottoms, see 'em on my feet, huh?
You know lil' shorty really wear Robin while hoppin' on that G5
Walkеd in Amiri, spend a couple thousand, wear that shit likе Filas
Somewhere he slumped inside the project housings, we don't know how he died
I'm crunk
Two hundred twenty-five worth of syrup in the trunk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know we gon' let it fly, do it for who? I bet you don't
Murder on my mind all the time, I know
That this might get me time, I'm a slime heart though
(Xclusive made this)
Uh, yeah
(J Thrash on the track)
QRN, yeah
(Ayo Bleu)
Extendo pokin' out my jeans
Pull a kick door, all my niggas JOG (JOG)
What you in for, baby, me or all this green? (All this green)
I been rich though, since 2017 (2017)
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (One hundred)
Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (Nah, nah, nah)
Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic)
Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (Grr)
Every time it's on, we ridin' all night
If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (On sight)
Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (Broad day)
Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die (Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
Walk in rockin' red bottoms, see 'em on my feet, huh?
You know lil' shorty really wear Robin while hoppin' on that G5
Walkеd in Amiri, spend a couple thousand, wear that shit likе Filas
Somewhere he slumped inside the project housings, we don't know how he died
I'm crunk
Two hundred twenty-five worth of syrup in the trunk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know we gon' let it fly, do it for who? I bet you don't
Murder on my mind all the time, I know
That this might get me time, I'm a slime heart though
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