Quando Rondo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Want Me Dead lyrics
Quando Rondo [Tyquian Terrel Bowman] Savannah, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Quando Rondo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Want Me Dead lyrics]
Lil' shorty, she the finest thing ah, ah
Oh (QRN)
I heard a nigga want me dead, huh? Well
Come and see about me
So much dope inside this rental
You can't see from out it
I keep that heat, one in the head
Huh? We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it
Ha, got my rachet bitch, Miss Connie
That's my cleanin' shorty
I told my jit you get a cut, buy chains
No, baby
I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames
It smell like pee
You smokin' dope all on the stage
You know that all blue my vehicles
Ha, my favorite opp dead, sister
Talk too much, no, i don't like the bitch
Lul Timmy rollеd her brother up
Got steppеd on in some Nike kicks
Up and swing that cutter 'round and hit
'em and his wife and kids
Jump Out Gang, my brother thuggin'
Sosa Gang some slimey niggas
Wockhardt, don't nobody drink from
Out my soda cup fuck a cop car, we gon'
Bend the corner, hold on, bust 'em up
I'm livin' life just like a rockstar
Claymore by his door up, got to blow him up
Aha, I don't see shit funny
We stepped on your brother
Steady steppin', steady flexin'
Come and up the score
Lil' Double O tote Smith & Wesson
Whole hundred shots missed at the show
Y'all niggas must be fuckin' cappin'
I'm smokin' za pack out the
O, he was a stepper, but got stepped on
That other rapper his big bro
It's been a year, we still ain't vanished
I made three hundred off of
Dope, ain't did a show, but I'm still havin'
Fuck 300, TK4, that's what I'm reppin'
Spell it backwards
Extension pokin' out my clothes
Y'all niggas know it ain't no lackin'
I'm in the NOLA with them smackers
I heard a nigga want me dead, huh? Well
Come and see about me
So much dope inside this rental
You can't see from out it
I keep that heat, one in the head
Huh? We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it
Ha, got my rachet bitch, Miss Connie
That's my cleanin' shorty
I told my jit you get a cut, buy chains
No, baby
I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames
It smell like pee
You smokin' dope all on the stage
You know that all blue my vehicles
Look, I keep my eye right on the timer
Quando, your mama like my mama
Got beaucoup choppers for some problems
Point 'em out, I'll stop 'em, I'm the dada
Nigga i pick up my Bible, I'm like, "Father
I got trauma"
I caught cases with my partners and got
The industry wantin' to knock a nigga
I'm gon' get my poles out
You gon' get your hoes out
"Go kill 'em, " what they told us
We murder somethin'
Niggas steady claimin' they gon'
Do us somethin', know anyway it go with us
Youngin out his mind
He tryna fuck with somethin'
Know they bitch gon' be deep when
We meet, standoff, let's see
We spray the shit
Wait, they leave on side the
East, up close, they blow
Tryna face the clique
AI YoungBoy, know I go hard
Strictly on that murder shit
Fuck that rap boy, for our hit squad
Tryna zip another bitch
Bloodshed when that thirty hit
See your ass, they swervin' shit
GOJ, who gon' die today? That's 4KTrey
I know you heard of this
38, real gang baby from the dog pen
All day talkin' no asthma
Never get exhausted
I heard a nigga want me dead, huh? Well
Come and see about me
So much dope inside this rental
You can't see from out it
I keep that heat, one in the head
Huh? We left 'em bleedin' 'bout it
Ha, got my rachet bitch, Miss Connie
That's my cleanin' shorty
I told my jit you get a cut, buy chains
No, baby
I can't see you through these Ray-Ban frames
It smell like pee
You smokin' dope all on the stage
You know that all blue my vehicles