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quando rondo - bentley coupe كلمات أغنية

[intro]
designer junkie, rich junkie
(heart cold, we know, we know it’s not drugs)
you know what i’m sayin’?
you know we how to upgrade this sh_t
(yeah, yeah)
we rich side
(q_r_n)

pull up in the double r truck, yeah, yeah
hop out with that switchy on the tuck, h_ll yeah
you will find out they don’t really love you in that jail cell
i made 150,000 off of drugs, no scale

[chorus]
boom, bah, boom, bah, b_tch, i’m paper chasin’
rich junkie by the lambo just some street racin’
my homie dressed in camo, ain’t no salvation
that was just a waste of ammo ’cause you didn’t face me

pick and choose, bentley coupe i wanna ride, yeah, yeah
i’m from the projects, all we know, we know is die, yeah, yeah
stick to the code, all we know, we know is die, yeah, yeah
heart cold, so cold, don’t know where i’m at

[verse 1]
i got a mob problem
i’m f_ckin’ the plug daughter
i gotta get it, she want it
bought her céline and prada
i’m on the block with a choppa
i heard that we had a problem
run up on me, i’ma pop you
i got some lean in the bottle

i need to go see a doctor
i had to f_ck on a model
run it up, i hit the lotto
what i be smokin’, gelato

young n_gga hotter than lava
the guala can’t fit in my pocket
come get your b_tch and we jock it

and they say i be trippin’, i really be chillin’
you run up on me, then it’s gon’ be a k!llin’
i run up some millions, know i gotta get it
i walk in the buildin’, they know that i’m crippin’

got in my bag and i got out my feelings
hit from the back ’cause she know i’m the realest
every time that i rap, man, they say i’m the illest
i’m in the trap, you can bring in the pillows

hmm, every time that i pop out, they like, “no, trouble man”
some hundred bands, i done really blew that on a cullinan
i’m on the block, you swing and miss, you better double back
i love them glockies with the switches, go grrt, bang
[chorus]
boom, bah, boom, bah, b_tch, i’m paper chasin’
rich junkie by the lambo just some street racin’
my homie dressed in camo, ain’t no salvation
that was just a waste of ammo ’cause you didn’t face me

[verse 1]
i got a mob problem
i’m f_ckin’ the plug daughter
i gotta get it, she want it
bought her céline and prada

i’m on the block with a choppa
i heard that we had a problem
run up on me, i’ma pop you
i got some lean in the bottle

i need to go see a doctor
i had to f_ck on a model
run it up, i hit the lotto
what i be smokin’, gelato
young n_gga hotter than lava
the guala can’t fit in my pocket
come get your b_tch and we jock it

got in my bag and i got out my feelings
hit from the back ’cause she know i’m the realest
every time that i rap, man, they say i’m the illest
i’m in the trap, you can bring in the pillows

- quando rondo

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