Run Me Up A Check Quando Rondo
"Run Me Up A Check" by Quando Rondo, released in 2020, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, financial success, and overcoming struggles. The lyrics emphasize the hustle for money and the determination to rise above challenges. Unique elements include melodic flows and impactful beats. The song resonates with listeners seeking motivation.
[Intro]
It's a bag involved
It's a bag involved
(Glee, glee)
Glee
Quando Rondo, nigga
Where's my lunch money?
Ayy, they say they ain't heard me in a minute
(They ain't heard me, they ain't heard me, they ain't heard me, they ain't heard me in a minute)
I ain't bust that pussy, I ain't bust that .30 in a minute
Should cash a hundred, just namin' thirty in a minute
(Grrah)
[Chorus]
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Don't ask me if it ain't about a check
On yo' knees, babygirl, I just want the neck
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Don't ask me if it ain't about a check
On yo' knees, babygirl, I just want the neck
[Verse 1]
12AM I'm up and yeah, I'm schemin'
Floatin' 'round the city wit' Domo, could see a demon
I told that girl I love her, I ain't mean it
Kickin' doors, field goals, y'all niggas on defense
Percocets, xannies, molly, plus I be leanin'
Hey, they say that she love to work the penis
Glizzy leave a fuck nigga leakin'
I'ma leave a fuck nigga bleedin'
My youngins, they gon' murk for no reasons
Everything blue like four seasons
Better ask Dexter how I rip the Beretta
I put that nigga on a stretcher, bury him just like treasure, my nigga
Domo grippin' on a MAC, Ron got two .38s
Monte loadin' up the Glock while I'm clutchin' on the K
I ain't worried 'bout a thing, murder on my mind, mane
Married to the street life, I bought my bitch a diamond ring
It's a bag involved
It's a bag involved
(Glee, glee)
Glee
Quando Rondo, nigga
Where's my lunch money?
Ayy, they say they ain't heard me in a minute
(They ain't heard me, they ain't heard me, they ain't heard me, they ain't heard me in a minute)
I ain't bust that pussy, I ain't bust that .30 in a minute
Should cash a hundred, just namin' thirty in a minute
(Grrah)
[Chorus]
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Don't ask me if it ain't about a check
On yo' knees, babygirl, I just want the neck
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Track meet, I'm tryna run me up a check
Don't ask me if it ain't about a check
On yo' knees, babygirl, I just want the neck
[Verse 1]
12AM I'm up and yeah, I'm schemin'
Floatin' 'round the city wit' Domo, could see a demon
I told that girl I love her, I ain't mean it
Kickin' doors, field goals, y'all niggas on defense
Percocets, xannies, molly, plus I be leanin'
Hey, they say that she love to work the penis
Glizzy leave a fuck nigga leakin'
I'ma leave a fuck nigga bleedin'
My youngins, they gon' murk for no reasons
Everything blue like four seasons
Better ask Dexter how I rip the Beretta
I put that nigga on a stretcher, bury him just like treasure, my nigga
Domo grippin' on a MAC, Ron got two .38s
Monte loadin' up the Glock while I'm clutchin' on the K
I ain't worried 'bout a thing, murder on my mind, mane
Married to the street life, I bought my bitch a diamond ring
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