
Rich Homie Quando Quando Rondo (Ft. Rich Homie Quan)
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[Intro: Quando Rondo]
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, QRN
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
13, I was thuggin' hard, by 14, off the porch
15, I was totin' pistols, by 16, up the road
17, I was writin' raps, goin' hard on every hook
By 18 I was in the county, no money on my books
Had to realize niggas say they ride but not to the very end
Just to get my circle tight I had to cut off all my friends
I told Shad fuck a bank account 'cause my shoebox, it got a few knots
I live the thug life, no 2Pac, nigga try me, he get two shots
If he a fuck nigga, I swear he get a few shots
My neck and wrist so cold, I swear I need a flu shot
Boilin' water, they like Quando Rondo too hot
Why you tryna be something you know you not?
I counted up ten racks just this morning
Ridin' 'round in a Maybach, in a foreign
I remember way back you was ignoring
I'm preachin' like a pastor and y'all actors
I get so high I pass the lord, and my team fly, no passport
Anything lil shawty want, all she gotta do is ask for it
And that pistol on me, I ain't never lackin'
Nigga run up on me, swear to God I'm blastin'
'Bout to kill the game, it's closed casket, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, QRN
[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
13, I was thuggin' hard, by 14, off the porch
15, I was totin' pistols, by 16, up the road
17, I was writin' raps, goin' hard on every hook
By 18 I was in the county, no money on my books
Had to realize niggas say they ride but not to the very end
Just to get my circle tight I had to cut off all my friends
I told Shad fuck a bank account 'cause my shoebox, it got a few knots
I live the thug life, no 2Pac, nigga try me, he get two shots
If he a fuck nigga, I swear he get a few shots
My neck and wrist so cold, I swear I need a flu shot
Boilin' water, they like Quando Rondo too hot
Why you tryna be something you know you not?
I counted up ten racks just this morning
Ridin' 'round in a Maybach, in a foreign
I remember way back you was ignoring
I'm preachin' like a pastor and y'all actors
I get so high I pass the lord, and my team fly, no passport
Anything lil shawty want, all she gotta do is ask for it
And that pistol on me, I ain't never lackin'
Nigga run up on me, swear to God I'm blastin'
'Bout to kill the game, it's closed casket, yeah yeah yeah
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