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run me up a check - quando rondo lyrics

[intro]
it’s a bag involved
it’s a bag involved
(glee, glee)
glee
quando rondo, n-gga
where’s my lunch money?
ayy, they say they ain’t heard me in a minute
(they ain’t heard me, they ain’t heard me, they ain’t heard me, they ain’t heard me in a minute)
i ain’t bust that p-ssy, i ain’t bust that .30 in a minute
should cash a hundred, just namin’ thirty in a minute
(grrah)

[chorus]
track meet, i’m tryna run me up a check
track meet, i’m tryna run me up a check
don’t ask me if it ain’t about a check
on yo’ knees, babygirl, i just want the neck
track meet, i’m tryna run me up a check
track meet, i’m tryna run me up a check
don’t ask me if it ain’t about a check
on yo’ knees, babygirl, i just want the neck

[verse 1]
12am i’m up and yeah, i’m schemin’
floatin’ ’round the city wit’ domo, could see a demon
i told that girl i love her, i ain’t mean it
kickin’ doors, field goals, y’all n-ggas on defense
percocets, xannies, molly, plus i be leanin’
hey, they say that she love to work the p-n-s
glizzy leave a f-ck n-gga leakin’
i’ma leave a f-ck n-gga bleedin’
my youngins, they gon’ murk for no reasons
everything blue like four seasons
better ask dexter how i rip the beretta
i put that n-gga on a stretcher, bury him just like treasure, my n-gga
domo grippin’ on a mac, ron got two .38s
monte loadin’ up the glock while i’m clutchin’ on the k
i ain’t worried ’bout a thing, murder on my mind, mane
married to the street life, i bought my b-tch a diamond ring

[verse 2]
don’t f-ck around wit’ that, f-ck around then you get f-cked around
know some youngins on my side of town and they don’t f-ck around
yeah, we ain’t playin’ no games
i gotta keep two ks like the nba games
and i can see it all in yo’ eyes
he ain’t down to ride
he ain’t down to slide
gotta keep two four-fives
so when i up and i lit ’em, livin’ from both sides (grrah)
if he ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, my n-gga, what is he sayin’?
not a whole lot
whippin’ fours then, fours, low-lows fresh up off the lot
wake up every morning, get that bag, that what i was taught
(oh yeah, it’s a bag involved)
how you say you a street n-gga and never did a crime, homie?
why the f-ck you lyin’ in your rhymes, homie?
can’t go nowhere without it, yeah, that iron on me
can’t go nowhere without it, yeah, that nine on me

[outro]
always money over b-tches, n-gga
quando on this road to riches, n-gga (yeah)
and i won’t waste my choppa bullets
(where’s my lunch money?)
i’ma k!ll you solo, f-ckin’ get you knocked off (ayy)
it’s quando rondo, n-gga
money over b-tches (ayy)
f-ck a b-tch, i’m tryna run me up a check
i’m tryna run me up a check

- quando rondo lyrics

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