Sticc to the Code (Explicit)-Quando Rondo

歌手 : Quando Rondo

专辑 : Sticc to the Code (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:36

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TXT Sticc to the Code (Explicit)-Quando Rondo 文本歌词

Sticc to the Code (Explicit) - Quando Rondo

Lyrics by：TyQuain Bowman/Javar Rockmore/Robert Reese/Caleb McLean

Throw that Jag off the lot

I wanted fast cars with the diamonds

The b***hes the dollars

Think we found a loophole

The whip panoramic

I know they hate 'cause I made it

And I never panic in no situation

We let them birds take a bath 9 to 5 we work the trap on

The block paper chasin'

I really come from the pavement

You 'posed to be my lil' mans

But you brung up my name in a past conversation

I was down on my dick tell me what you know 'bout sleeping on top

The couch inside the basement

The feds did a sweep but I knew it was comin'

I didn't expect you to go make a statement

You told me that you would keep it one hundred and

I took that straight to the heart you was fakin'

I read the black and whites like two different races

I read all the statements get two plus the truth

That's what you do to the soldier who rode for you

Every time it was time to go and shoot

Swerve that Jag off the lot

I wanted cash cars money clothes b***hes with the diamonds and hoes

If she thought she hit the jackpot I bet she can't believe

That I done walked out the door ayy

I feel like a astronaut I take a trip to Mars every time

I pour a four

And even off Xany bars it be hard for me to forget times that

I was broke

Ayy so I made a vow to my momma

And nanny we ain't never 'bout to hurt no more

The plug out in Cali send dope cross

The water we post in the alley while grippin' poles

I call that boy left hand he gon' scrape it out the pot

When I guap out the store

Tryna deal me 'bout twelve hands and I still played my cards

Partner stick to the code

We'll swing that 380 a car wit' no tags

Them n***as know that we livin' life

No my role model ain't never been Jay-Z

But I'm tryna run up a billion like him

I want fifty to jack 'cause I'm on a title

She can't even compare me I'm not the liker

Hottest thing in the streets call a firefighter

Shawty foreign no cap now she come from China

She the finest no I see nobody finer

Yeah that AP be froze up with perfect timing

Double cups got me dozin' off all in traffic

Drippin' sauce like Cold Hearted that's off the west end

On the street they call Haughton they shot my best friend

Take a look at them people

That said I sold my soul they on the road again

And I know these n***as be hatin' 'cause

They know that I'm Never Broke Again

My momma had said never never say never yeah yeah

I was locked in a cell trappin off of my cellular yeah yeah

Locked in a cell I was down on my dick I was just starvin'

I was just tryin' the one way out now they hate that I'm rich ooh