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• Artiste: Quando Rondo
• Titre: From The Bottom
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If shawty exotic, that's just how I like it Thiry-two thousand, I spend on Versace When I first hit that lick, it was all about the money If you have my kid, I'ma fix up your body We gon' board on a private, then dock in Miami Extension cord, got it stuck to my fannie I ran the mall in the pandemic Got the shit off the floor, ain't no handouts When I hopped out the Porsche, had them bands out Made her get a abortion, she fanned out Mama look at your boy, he a man now Youngin' jumped off the porch, now his man down When the Yola came in, it was tan brown Used to think that I can't, but I can now I just laugh to the bank with them bands now Got a hundred in change, you get ran down I came a long way from the bottom and I did it with the bros I came a long way from the apartments, posted by the corner store I came a long way from the projects, where they told me use the stove And I came a long way in the process, now my heart turned cold They say it's cheaper to keep her, but no, I don't want her I pass that bitch right to the homie I keep that heater when I be out grindin' 'Cause I know these niggas wanna come harm me I rather do this shit all by my lonely All by myself, no, I don't need a army I'm blowin' purple, baby, like it's Barney I spent 'bout thirty acres up in Barney's They say I drip like a nigga from Harlem Told my team that it over, let's go chase the commas Damn near 'bout to lean over while geeked up on Molly My lil' nigga should've did what I taught him Got that lean by the case, couple cases I caught 'em Brand new I8, I'ma give it to Poppa Bozak cookin' up Yay just to fill up his pockets Fuck it up and just spray, I don't wanna do talkin' Whole hundred rack, fuck it up in the club I know she got my back, that's my muthafuckin' thug Steady sippin' on Act', that's them two double cups I'ma count all these racks, while I do all these drugs Got my neck and wrist wet like a swimmin' pool I done traded in the 'Vette for a two-door coupe Swear it's so many bitches, it's hard to choose I still go to the trenches with all these blues I came a long way from the bottom I came a long way from the apartments I came a long way from the bottom I came a long way from the projects If shawty exotic, that's just how I like it Thiry-two thousand, I spend on Versace When I first hit that lick, it was all about the money If you have my kid, I'ma fix up your body We gon' board on a private, then dock in Miami Extension cord, got it stuck to my fannie I ran the mall in the pandemic Got the shit off the floor, ain't no handouts When I hopped out the Porsche, had them bands out Made her get a abortion, she fanned out Mama look at your boy, he a man now Youngin' jumped off the porch, now his man down When the Yola came in, it was tan brown Used to think that I can't, but I can now I just laugh to the bank with them bands now Got a hundred in change, you get ran down I came a long way from the bottom and I did it with the bros I came a long way from the apartments, posted by the corner store I came a long way from the projects, where they told me use the stove And I came a long way in the process, now my heart turned cold