Kiccin Shit by Quando Rondo

Released : 2018

I’m kickin’ shit in givenchy, these ain’t no foamposites
I know these niggas they envy, but they ain’t nobody
My whole team fly like a private jet, ain’t no co pilot
Say he don’t know ’bout lil quando, go ask your hoe ’bout me
Feds asking me ’bout a ahootin’ but I don’t know ’bout it
I bought a house in Atlanta, but still be in them projects
I poured a deuce in a fanta, lean out the water faucet
I wrap my Glock round my bandana, I ain’t with all that talking
I got some charges that’s been in the south, that’s aggravated
First nigga blew up my city, so they suppose to hate me
I done made over a hunnid grand, I ain’t graduated
I done did time in a can, came home went back to the basic

You can’t hang around me ’cause you crapped me
You don’t like me and ion like you
This young nigga with me scrapped up
If you move wrong he might shoot
Rich homie quando, that’s right too
Drippin’ sauce on ’em like pagu
So you getting money, I gotta bag too
That’s right too
Nigga
Too official with that pistol, I’m gone shoot that
Have some young niggas on your head, just like a durag
And I’m so cuip, I took a shower with a blue rag
And I can’t walk up out my house without my blue flag
He ain’t really what he claim to be, be lame to me
Nigga really a game to me like nature’s
This young nigga who came with me, he geeked up off that Molly
I’m in magic cith with the racks out, if I do a party it’s packed out
Hit her from the back, pull her tracks out
Young rich nigga in a crack house
I was locked up, but I’m back out
And I’m on these niggas neck
I should get sponsored by Nike, cause I’m all about a check
They know I’m up Next
I figured that’s why they hated on me
This for all the bitches who traded on me
This for my mama, she waited on me
The brand new Rollie, I’m waiting on it
These diamonds round my neck, I swear I out that paper on it
This big Glock .40
I can’t wait to put a laser on it
I might just go buy a condo
In Decatur homie

I’m kickin’ shit in givenchy, these ain’t no foamposites
I know these niggas they envy, but they ain’t nobody
My whole team fly like a private jet, ain’t no co pilot
Say he don’t know ’bout lil quando, go ask your hoe ’bout me
Feds asking me ’bout a ahootin’ but I don’t know ’bout it
I bought a house in Atlanta, but still be in them projects
I poured a deuce in a fanta, lean out the water faucet
I wrap my Glock round my bandana, I ain’t with all that talking
I got some charges that’s been in the south, that’s aggravated
First nigga blew up my city, so they suppose to hate me
I done made over a hunnid grand, I ain’t graduated
I done did time in a can, came home went back to the basic

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