letra de rondo #9 - 279tyler
[intro]
this is an icey diablo exclusive
woo!
bb belt shinin’, just like some diamonds
i ain’t hiding boy you can come find me
aye, aye aye aye
woo!
[chorus]
bb belt shinin’
just like some diamonds
i ain’t hiding boy you can come find me
rondo cause yeah, that nine all on me
your b-tch at the crib she tryna top me
put down the glock and i pick up the tommy
aim for the head yeah i don’t aim for tummy
don’t aim for body, aim for the head
can’t f-ck with thotties, i just want head
bro got the kel-tec and it got the led
huh, i’m all about getting bread
k on me and it got a lil kickback
run down on me then i’m gone push yo sh-t back
left the house and i got my gat
left the house and i got my pack
ain’t leaving the house if i’m gonna lack
just like a dyk-, my bro got the strap
[verse]
i hit the bank, i leave and just laugh
what i’m smoking on, this sh-t jet lag
i know that they jealous of me, hey
i know that they watching on me, hey
i know that they plottin’ on me
i got all of this money on me
serving these percs too all these fiends
drop a d-mn xan into my lean, hey
run down on us then we catching a body, aye
this sh-t my hobby
glock to his head better empty the pockets, hey yeah
i got a rocket
f-ck that hoe yeah, now i be ballin’
percs hit my line, yeah they keep callin’
more money than them and that boy went to college
now i’m a boss the shots yeah i call it
yeah the shots now i call it
they on my page they stalking
new coupe double park it, yeah
new coupe double park it
y’all boys better watch it
no more gucci it be f-ck them, yeah yeah
on the highway and i floor it
that b-tch ain’t get money she boring
on the road like i’m touring
on the road with a foreign
getting money that’s all that i know
you run up on me leave you dead on the floor
throwaway, i got rid of the pole
icey diamonds wet, just like a boat
you think you can jugg me you a fool
like home depot i got that tool
like a glo boy i got the true’s
don’t hit my line cause y’all so fuu
[chorus]
bb belt shinin’
just like some diamonds
i ain’t hiding boy you can come find me
rondo cause yeah, that nine all on me
your b-tch at the crib she tryna top me
put down the glock and i pick up the tommy
aim for the head yeah i don’t aim for tummy
don’t aim for body, aim for the head
can’t f-ck with thotties, i just want head
bro got the kel-tec and it got the led
huh, i’m all about getting bread
k on me and it got a lil kickback
run down on me then i’m gone push yo sh-t back
left the house and i got my gat
left the house and i got my pack
ain’t leaving the house if i’m gonna lack
just like a dyk-, my bro got the strap
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