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Quando Rondo

Run Me Up A Check

 

Run Me Up A Check


It's a bag involved
It's a bag involved
(Glee, glee)
Glee
Quando Rondo, nigga
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 pussy, I ain't bust that .30 in a minute
Should cash a hundred, just naming thirty in a minute
(Grrah)

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

12AM I'm up and yeah, I'm scheming
Floating 'round the city wit' Domo, could see a demon
I told that girl I love her, I ain't mean it
Kicking doors, field goals, y'all niggas on defense
Percocets, xannies, molly, plus I be leaning
Hey, they say that she love to work the penis
Glizzy leave a fuck nigga leaking
I'ma leave a fuck nigga bleeding
My youngins, they gon' murk for no reasons
Everything blue like four seasons
Better ask Dexter how I rip the Beretta
I put that nigga on a stretcher, bury him just like treasure, my nigga
Domo gripping on a MAC, Ron got two .38s
Monte loading up the Glock while I'm clutching on the K
I ain't worried 'bout a thing, murder on my mind, mane
Married to the street life, I bought my bitch a diamond ring

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

Don't fuck around wit' that, fuck around then you get fucked around
Know some youngins on my side of town and they don't fuck around
Yeah, we ain't playing 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, living from both sides (Grrah)
If he ain't talking 'bout money, my nigga, what is he sayin'?
Not a whole lot
Whipping 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 nigga and never did a crime, homie?
Why the fuck you lying 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

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

Always money over bitches, nigga
Quando on this road to riches, nigga (Yeah)
And I won't waste my choppa bullets
(Where's my lunch money?)
I'ma kill you solo, fucking get you knocked off (Ayy)
It's Quando Rondo, nigga
Money over bitches (Ayy)
Fuck a bitch, I'm tryna run me up a check
I'm tryna run me up a check

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