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• Artiste: Quando Rondo
• Titre: It's On
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(Xclusive made this) Uh, yeah (J Thrash on the track) Q-R-N, yeah (Ayo Bleu) Extendo pokin' out my jeans Pull up, kick a door, all my niggas JOG (JOG) What you in for, baby? Me? Or all this green? (All this green) I been rich though, since two-thousand seventeen (Two-thousand seventeen) 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 Ps, I thought I said I want exotics (I want exotics) Shell catch, hop out on the G, like, bitch you want it (Grr) Every time it's on, we ridin' all night If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (Then it's on sight) Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die (Oh, oh, oh) Walk in rockin' red bottoms, see 'еm on my feet (Huh?) You know lil' shorty really with robbin' while hoppin' on that G5 Walked in Amiri, spеnd a couple thousand, wear that shit like Fee 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, hard dope 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 Ps, I thought I said I want exotics (I want exotics) Shell catch, hop out on the G, like, bitch you want it (Grr) Every time it's on, we ridin' all night If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (Then it's 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 Yeah Quando watch tonight you see 'em, bet, I'm finna call Lul Timm Pop on sight, above the rim, bitch, I got the jewels and gems I send 'em home, meet that bitch, don't call my phone Gangster, gangster, I get down, bitch make me spank ya, move around Gunsmoke town, I'm toolied down, fifteen slimes I roll around Fifteen times, I wave a round, play 'em, tryna spray shit down Inside that chopper, seventy rounds, sixty-five, my .223 3860, you pop YB, stop this bitch, let's clear the street (Grrah) 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 Ps, I thought I said I want exotics (I want exotics) Shell catch, hop out on the G, like, bitch you want it (Grr) Every time it's on, we ridin' all night If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (Then it's on sight) Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die (Oh, oh, oh)