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Quando Rondo


[Intro]
Uh, oh
I'm on they ass like some white on some rice
Everything off the dome, I don't like what I write
Know these n*ggas all cap, they gon' type what they type
Oh, oh, L462, on Granny
Oh, okay

[Chorus]
Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay
From the trenches where we don't use banks
We stuff bands in the safe
I was in mama's uterus thinkin' 'bout cake
Know they research the drip, I ain't spillin' the drank
Mama always told me do what I'm 'posed to
Blue-strip Benji's, only thing that I'm close to
b*tch, I'ma do what I want to

[Verse 1]
Give her di*k, I'ma f*ck with my chains on
She don't know what to do, she ain't used to this
I ain't really want none of the foolishness
I get money, don't do none of that stupid sh*t
I'm a youngin' who act up, so I'm pourin' the Act' up
di*k in her back, f*ck her back up
She call me daddy while I pull her tracks up
Ballin' on n*ggas, I need a new matchup
Oh my God, these n*ggas be fake, they be cappin'
Ballin' like AI, don't need me no practice
My personal safe used to be in my mattress
Surprised and I know they ain't think I would do it
Bro gotta eat, I'ma show 'em to do it
Don't give a f*ck what they think 'bout my music
I'm still makin' money, they hopin' I lose it
I'm never gon' stop 'til that Patek got boogers
And mama can kick up her feet in the hills
Rainbow the money, got twenties and fifties
But my favorite dollar got blue on the bill
I rock Armani, Givenchy, and Gucci
I remember them days I was steppin' in Fila
Said I wouldn't be sh*t, so I showed my ass
I got doubted by every single one of my teachers
[Chorus]
Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay
From the trenches where we don't use banks
We stuff bands in the safe
I was in mama's uterus thinkin' 'bout cake
Know they research the drip, I ain't spillin' the drank
Mama always told me do what I'm 'posed to
Blue-strip Benji's, only thing that I'm close to
b*tch, I'ma do what I want to

[Verse 2]
I got sick of the bleachers, gon' ball now
To the top, ain't no way I'ma fall down
I remember when them b*tches tried to dub me
All them thotties wanna call now
I can't ever go back to the basics
They took a nap and woke up when I made it
I mix the X and the lean to get faded
They wanna talk to me now that I'm famous
Life is a gamble, I'm shootin' my dice
b*tch, I'm poppin' the tag, give a f*ck 'bout the price
b*tch, I'm postin' a pic', give a f*ck 'bout a like
b*tch, I been on they ass like some white on some rice
Always go off the dome, I don't like what I write
Know them n*ggas all cap, they gon' type what they type
Heard he hang with the rats, I got snakes who will strike
Mama, they thinkin' 'bout takin' my life
Ain't that sh*t crazy? I'm only a youngin'
And n*ggas show envy, them n*ggas wan' kill me
I got me a dime and she stay by my side
No, she can't do no trick for no mof*ckin' penny
I split it with the gang, how the f*ck am I stingy?
Got shooters on go, man, that sh*t can get busy
And my diamonds ain't SI, I rock VVS
Chandelier, when I walk you can see me
I remember they wouldn't buy my CD
Now they wan' see me 'cause I'm goin' RiRi
I made the drip, all these n*ggas wan' be me
Stack up that bread for them people who need me
Split that sh*t up with the gang, ain't no way that I'm greedy
It ain't this easy, I make it look easy
This off the dome, you ain't gotta believe me
I'm goin' so hard, wanna star on that TV
[Chorus]
Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay
From the trenches where we don't use banks
We stuff bands in the safe
I was in mama's uterus thinkin' 'bout cake
Know they research the drip, I ain't spillin' the drank
Mama always told me do what I'm 'posed to
Blue-strip Benji's, only thing that I'm close to
b*tch, I'ma do what I want to
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