Lyrics to Vision by Quando Rondo
Brand new cash came, bring them bags in
Brand new thirty clip and my ratchet
Brand new Telfar bag for a bad ***
Brand new Hellcat, brand new black Benz
New money, new year, same problem (Aye, same ol’ problems)
Lil’ homie playin’ that blue ***, top shotta (I get that ***)
They don’t wanna see Lul Tim off that monitor (No)
Pluto comin’ home this year, grand theft auto (That’s GTA)
Catch a hat, empty clip inside a Tahoe (Let it spray)
Drop a bag, get him killed, that’s what I’m on (With that K)
Sippin’ Act’, *** the seal, sticky Styrofoam (Yeah)
Don’t call me slat 60’s Crip on my iPhone
Heard the game ’round my Rollie
Know wonder I’m ignorin’ all this pain, I ain’t sober
Yeah, servin’ cane with that toaster
Hood we really sellin’ ***, I’ma locsta
I’m from the bottom of the map, so we keep a strap
Don’t got no door key to the trap, come in, it’s a wrap
He let them birdies take a bath, run it up in math
Ballin’ like the Cleveland Cavs jumpin’ out the gym
He rock Amiri mixed with Tims, super fresh to death
In the kitchen cookin’ yams up, so he a chef
And no Lil’ D don’t give a damn, play, you gettin’ left
I’m tryna sell it gram for gram, I done took a L, aye
Brand new murda squad, brand thirty rod
Brand new Birkin Bag, look who I bought it for
She got a brand-new body, shawty need a brand new car
I’m like a rockstar mixed up with a Rastafari
New money, new year, same problem (Aye, same ol’ problems)
Lil’ homie playin’ that blue ***, top shotta (I get that ***)
They don’t wanna see Lul Tim off that monitor (No)
Pluto comin’ home this year, grand theft auto (That’s GTA)
Catch a hat, empty clip inside a Tahoe (Let it spray)
Drop a bag, get him killed, that’s what I’m on (With that K)
Sippin’ Act’, *** the seal, sticky Styrofoam (Yeah)
Don’t call me slat 60’s Crip on my iPhone