It’s On lyrics

by

Quando Rondo


[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 n*ggas 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 f*ckin' 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, "b*tch, 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 sh*t 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
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (One hundred)
Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the f*ckin' 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, "b*tch, 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

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Quando Rondo]
Yeah
Quando watch tonight you see 'em
Bet I'm finna call Lul Timm
Pop on sight, above the rim
b*tch, I got the jewels and gems
I send 'em home
Met that b*tch, don't call my phone
Gangster, gangster, I get down
b*tch, make me spank you, move around
Gunsmoke town, I'm toolied down
Fifteen slimes I roll around
Fifteen times, I wave around
Play, I'm tryna spray sh*t down
Inside that chopper, seventy rounds
Sixty-five in my .223
3860, QPac, YB
Stop this b*tch, let's clear the street (Grrah)
[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (One hundred)
Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the f*ckin' 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, "b*tch, 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
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