yng kay – rondo lyrics
eightcler
yeah
gooo!
hook
nine on me b+tch i shoot like i’m rondo (ba!)
f+cking yo b+tch, in yo house, in yo condo (lets go)
f+ck with my money, getting hit pr+nto (yeah yeah)
smoking gelato, we smoking that geico (wo+wo)
stupid ass b+tch tryna f+ck, gotta go (yeah yeah)
stole n+gga b+tch do what i say so (lets go)
n+gga ain’t talking bout money, case close (ba+ba!)
we got dem big ass poles like the rango (yeah yeah)
verse 1
you been a b+tch ass n+gga since birth (lil b+tch)
f+ck on yo b+tch i know that sh+t hurt (lets go)
xd leave a p+ssy in the dirt (lets go!)
leave lotta bullets in his d+mn shirt (ba ba!)
getcho hoe that b+tch tryna flirt (lil b+tch)
oxy and codeine that b+tch make me burp (skrt+skrt)
stack up my money i feel like lil vert (lil b+tch)
nine to five clock in boy you gotta work (work!)
verse 2
ah ha if you is not gang f+ck away (lil b+tch)
getting this bread b+tch i feel like a d+mn dove (yeah yeah)
did a lil diss, not effect on my ego (no effect!)
whole lotta semi’s on me like lil mingo (fa+fa)
f+cking up commas b+tch i got the cheat code (lets go)
b+tch i’m on go my n+ggas on beast mode (fa+fa)
he ain’t yo mans i know that boy he fold (he fold bah!)
that ain’t yo b+tch i know that hoe she told (she told)
i don’t need features (i hate n+ggas!)
f+ck around n+gga yo b+tch getting hit (ba+ba!)
blow that pipe that b+tch goin (bl!ck!)
got his b+tch saying young kay don’t miss (yeah)
these p+ssy n+ggas fold origami
ah+ha (p+ssy n+gga come try me!)
cold on my wrist and this music so icy (cold!)
(we goin leave his block red and his white tee)
hook
nine on me b+tch i shoot like i’m rondo (nine)
(f+cking yo b+tch, in yo house, in yo condo!)
f+ck with my money, getting hit pr+nto (yeah yeah)
smoking gelato, we smoking that geico (wo+wo)
stupid ass b+tch tryna f+ck, gotta go (yeah yeah)
stole n+gga b+tch do what i say so (lets go)
n+gga ain’t talking bout money, case close (ba+ba!)
(we got dem big ass poles like the rango)
verse 1
you been a b+tch ass n+gga since birth (lil b+tch)
f+ck on yo b+tch i know that sh+t hurt (lets go)
xd leave a p+ssy in the dirt (lets go!)
(leave lotta bullets in his d+mn)
getcho hoe that b+tch tryna flirt (lil b+tch)
oxy and codeine that b+tch make me burp (skrt+skrt)
stack up my money i feel like lil vert (lil b+tch)
nine to five clock in boy you gotta work (work!)
verse 2
ah+ha if you is not gang f+ck away (lil b+tch)
getting this bread b+tch i feel like a d+mn dove (yeah yeah)
did a lil diss, not effect on my ego (no effect!)
whole lotta semi’s on me like lil mingo (fa+fa)
f+cking up commas b+tch i got the cheat code (lets go)
b+tch i’m on go my n+ggas on beast mode (fa+fa)
he ain’t yo mans i know that boy he told (he fold bah!)
that ain’t yo b+tch i know that hoe she told (she told)
i don’t need features (i hate n+ggas!)
(f+ck around n+gga yo b+tch getting hit!)
blow that pipe that b+tch goin (bl!ck!)
got his b+tch saying young kay don’t miss (yeah)
see the p+ssy n+ggas fold origami
ah+ha (p+ssy n+gga come try me!)
cold on my wrist and this music so icy (cold!)
(we goin leave his block red and his white tee)
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