Cream Soda
Quando Rondo
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Yeah, yeah, yeah It's your boy Quando and I woke up this mornin' With all this cash money, I got all this cash on me New money, blue money, I'm tired (I'm tired) I don't know why I tried her (why I tried her) Said I'ma f*ck her one time, then I hit again (oh) Turnin' pennies to a dime, I just hit the licks (QRN) The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups Twenty bags of OG, hit the road and make it double up I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt) Cashed out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather Audemars was golden, no Corona, that shit sick as f*ck Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as f*ck I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer A milli', that ain't nothin' to me, I ran that shit up more than once I'm really, really from the streets and ain't nobody put me on I like my bitches like my cars, I swear to God that all 'em foreign My closet worth about two hundred, Amiri sneaks, I never wore 'em Bad bitch just like Lauren London, shop inside designer stores Clean up crew, we do our chores, I count up blues every time I'm bored All blue the Aventador, make that shit say, "Neighborhood" I can make a ten or four, just break 'em down and sell 'em whole We get 'em in and get 'em gone, your bitch like how I put it on A molly wishin' I'ma owe her, I came from catchin' sales on corners Digi' scales in California, go to jail, they try to clone you Play for keeps, we put you under, AMG like f*ck a Honda The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups Twenty bags of OG, hit the road and make it double up I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt) Cashed out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather Audemars was golden, no Corona, that shit sick as f*ck Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as f*ck I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer Vince Carter, left his whole damn arm in the rim (arm in the rim) Wrist water, I bet I could f*ck Ms. Parker, she a ten (she a ten) Different colored bitches, sorta like Crayola, I could pick (I could pick) Road to riches, throw that Benz right off in sport mode, let it hit (skrrt) Nowadays, jump off the porch and need a glizzy with a switch (grrah) Cartiers, I could see the hate, they know I'm super rich (I'm super rich) Broad day with no license plates, we rock out with them sticks (bah) Broadway with 'bout 50K, you play, I'll send a blitz Rod Wave, I'm dyin' in these Cuban links, that's off the rip (that's off the rip) I know they hate to see me shinin', I'm just tryna pay the bills (tryna pay the bills) Purple baby, my lil' homies thuggin', thunder off the hip (they off the hip) "F*ck you, pay me," that's the motto, homie, Glocks, extended clips The Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil' woadie on them double cups Twenty bags of OG, hit the road and make it double up I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up Trap out with my OG, cookin' yola, run the cheddar up (skrrt) Cashed out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather Audemars was golden, no Corona, that shit sick as f*ck Pass her to the homie like I'm Romo, damn, she thick as f*ck I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck Man down, I might cash out on your body, youngin hit him up Bands, I pop a tag for my Versace and Balenci' runners Bad bitch look like Kash Doll, she's a hottie just like Meg' Thee Stallion Stylist got me runnin' 'round the lobby, Mike Amiri flyer
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