Quando Rondo - War Baby lyrics
Quando Rondo [Tyquian Terrel Bowman] Savannah, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Quando Rondo - War Baby lyrics]
Xclusive made this yo Vicky
Simo Fre just killed this
Gas station, dirty up the soda bottle
When I won over your love
I thought I hit the lotto
I say, "Through the mud, I had to walk
Nobody followed"
Just found some broken Fendi
Goggles in my Redeye (Skrrt, Redeye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle
For the dead guys (Dead guys)
1027, my whole roster duckin' fed' time
(Coo-coo)
We be steady steppin', wet they block up
Make the headlinе glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with lеd lights
(Uh huh, grrah) hundred thousand dollars on
The necklace shine, no headlight
(yeah) i just got a feti' for that fetish
Chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish
I had to, to get my head right
I'm at war, baby, it ain't no right or wrong
(I'm at war, baby)
She always ask me why do I be
In the streets and clutchin' chrome
(Ayy! Uh) uh, ambulance truck
Not tryna see them bust my dome (Oh)
Okay, okay, I just wish they leave me 'lone
Before I signed a deal
I kinda wished that I had mattered
You know Lul Tim, he shoot to kill
We let some shots off at whoever
(Grrah, grrah) big ratchet in my pants
I do my dance with my Beretta
We bust straight static at your mans
We put him up, bitch, i'm the Devil
Homicidal thought
Bled on the streets and not a stretcher
All this mud on my feet, baby
I'm nothin' like the rest
That one wrong move'll get you shot
I pray to God I'm not next up
My pain run deeper than the deepest and
You got the best of me
Just lay on my chest hon'
Just found some broken Fendi
Goggles in my Redeye (Skrrt, Redeye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle
For the dead guys (Dead guys)
1027, my whole roster duckin' fed' time
(Coo-coo)
We be steady steppin', wet they block up
Make the headline glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with led lights
(Uh huh, grrah) hundred thousand dollars on
The necklace shine, no headlight
(yeah) i just got a feti' for that fetish
Chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish
I had to, to get my head right
Simo Fre just killed this
Gas station, dirty up the soda bottle
When I won over your love
I thought I hit the lotto
I say, "Through the mud, I had to walk
Nobody followed"
Just found some broken Fendi
Goggles in my Redeye (Skrrt, Redeye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle
For the dead guys (Dead guys)
1027, my whole roster duckin' fed' time
(Coo-coo)
We be steady steppin', wet they block up
Make the headlinе glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with lеd lights
(Uh huh, grrah) hundred thousand dollars on
The necklace shine, no headlight
(yeah) i just got a feti' for that fetish
Chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish
I had to, to get my head right
I'm at war, baby, it ain't no right or wrong
(I'm at war, baby)
She always ask me why do I be
In the streets and clutchin' chrome
(Ayy! Uh) uh, ambulance truck
Not tryna see them bust my dome (Oh)
Okay, okay, I just wish they leave me 'lone
Before I signed a deal
I kinda wished that I had mattered
You know Lul Tim, he shoot to kill
We let some shots off at whoever
(Grrah, grrah) big ratchet in my pants
I do my dance with my Beretta
We bust straight static at your mans
We put him up, bitch, i'm the Devil
Homicidal thought
Bled on the streets and not a stretcher
All this mud on my feet, baby
I'm nothin' like the rest
That one wrong move'll get you shot
I pray to God I'm not next up
My pain run deeper than the deepest and
You got the best of me
Just lay on my chest hon'
Just found some broken Fendi
Goggles in my Redeye (Skrrt, Redeye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle
For the dead guys (Dead guys)
1027, my whole roster duckin' fed' time
(Coo-coo)
We be steady steppin', wet they block up
Make the headline glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with led lights
(Uh huh, grrah) hundred thousand dollars on
The necklace shine, no headlight
(yeah) i just got a feti' for that fetish
Chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish
I had to, to get my head right