Quando Rondo - Nita's Grandson lyrics

Tyquian Terrel Bowman

[Quando Rondo - Nita's Grandson lyrics]

Oh, oh oh, oh
Go Grizz winners Circle

Oh, I'm only Miss Nita grandson
Blue diamond ring
I bought her two 'cause she's a champion
Through the Cali streets I'm
Oh-so loaded, while focused
Clutchin' my gun
Pop by your house, me and my chauffeur
Let's ride and go see the sun

I dream 'bout spinnin' with them, why?
I send a text, she don't reply
I wonder if her feelings gone
I'm so depressed deep down inside
Like, "Why she won't pick up the phone?"
Knock on her door like, "Who inside?"
Know she know what I'm sayin', she ain't home
Big fifty round tucked by my
Side, every time I ride
I'm clutchin' chrome
I ain't tryna paint a picture perfect
Exactly what do you want?
Can't get no sleep
That be the purpose I keep two styrofoams
She post a tweet that just
Went viral like, "Boy, leave me alone"
Same street I lost my great grandfather
Same street we fell in love
Designer sneaks, can't even bribe
Her, she say, "Keep, i don't want"
I rub her feet when I
Massage her, all for me, she gon' moan
Under the sheets, I kiss her neck
I love to smell her perfume (Skrrt, skrrt)
Peter Rock gon' clutch the charger
Need to protect from the goons

Oh, I'm only Miss Nita grandson
Blue diamond ring
I bought her two 'cause she's a champion
Through the Cali streets I'm oh-so loaded
While focused clutchin' my gun
Pop by your house, me and my chauffeur
Let's ride and go see the sun

I need a Band-Aid for this
Cut, scarred by your love, the type of wound
In so many ways it's hard to say
That I love something I don't
Where my great granny stay
Right by the court I caught them plays
She need to pull in my way
Ain't hard to notice, shawty
It's you that I want
She made the rules and regulations, posed
It's just somethin' 'bout the
Place my partner growed up that make my dog
'Round 4 o'clock by four oh
Spin on this block with that chrome
Promise I throw six oh up
Dance 'til I'm dead and I'm gone
Two extended clips still loaded up we
Runnin' 'round thuggin' five oh
We ain't bottle flip, we pour it up
Got me out of space at the club
Red bottom heels, fuck 'em
We bought 'em when we walk through the door
Might need the brown white
It's the only thing you be pressing on

Oh, I'm only miss Nita grandson
Blue diamond ring
I bought her two 'cause she's a champion
Through the Cali streets I'm oh-so loaded
While focused clutchin' my gun
Pop by your house, me and my chauffeur
Let's ride and go see the sun

I hit this lick for my lil' daughter
And she used to give me ones
I put some codeine in
The shower, backend, water, partying pool
Oh big ol' world with codeine oceans
That I love to dive into
I text her off my Motorola
I'm confessin' what I do
I'm sorry that I lied to you

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