dvo (rapper) - rando lyrics
(chorus)
mixing the guettes wit vvs she told me she like how it shine on me
the wrist hold a rollie its loaded with diamonds but some how i dont got the time homie
like rondo i gotta keep 9 on me
every beat ima cut up like knives on me
if shorty keep shaking that sh+t ima buy her birkin and make the hoe mine only, all dimes only”
(verse 1)
“if you got a problem you can slide
she sniff up this drip like a line on me
you ain’t looking for me
my face be all over them flyеrs you gotta be blind homie
i get to work and i movе it tonight, if you sitting on sh+t you not doing it right
he not a gangsta he new to these pipes, we hit his ass up boy i knew he could fly
now he’s an angel he new to the sky
it ain’t my fault he was stupid tonight ,if he want to smoke we can do it tonight, i make a call and them shooters on site
you not from round here and no i’m not making excuses but i know you knew this life and i don’t give a f+ck
i’m from the city where bullets get thrown at the n+ggas who walk around thinking they tough”
(verse 2)
“ i’m from the city when n+ggas be dying, slide on the opps with big 45
we caught em slipping wet em up like tide, i was on the block posted up with my 9
i was on the block with a glock in my hand, slide through this b+tch and you get fanned down
play him on the news that’s another man down
what you wanna do we can spin right now
what you wanna do we can jump in the steamer
ain’t b+tch that i love but i trust my nina
we got a bond like martin & gina
we slide on my opps four deep four heaters
they never outside ‘cause we be applying pressure
they never outside ‘cause we put sh+t on stretches”
(chorus 2)
mixing the guettes wit vvs she told me she like how it shine on me
the wrist hold a rollie its loaded with diamonds but some how i dont got the time homie
like rondo i gotta keep 9 on me
every beat ima cut up like knives on me
if shorty keep shaking that sh+t ima buy her birkin and make the hoe mine only, all dimes only
if you got a problem you can slide
she sniff up this drip like a line on me
you ain’t looking for me
my face be all over them flyers you gotta be blind homie
i get to work and i move it tonight, if you sitting on sh+t you not doing it right
he not a gangsta he new to these pipes, we hit his ass up boy i knew he could fly”
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