Lyrics Quando Rondo – Cream Soda

Cream Soda Lyrics – Quando Rondo

Singer: Quando Rondo
Title: Cream Soda

Yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s your boy Quando, and I ran up this money
All this cash money
I got all this cash on me

New money, blue money, I’m tired (I’m tired)
I don’t know why I tried her (Why I tried her)
Said I’ma f#ck her one time, then I hit again (Ohh)
Turn them pennies to a dime, I just hit a lick (QRN)

Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil’ whoadie on the double cups
Twenty bags of OG, hit the road, and make it double up
I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up
Trap out with my OG, cookin’ [?] to run the cheddar up (Skah)

Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather
Audemar was gold, and no Corona’, that sh#t sick as f#ck
Pass it to the homie like a romo, now she thick as f#ck
I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck

Man, and I might cash out on yo’ body, I can hit him up
Bands out for Pateks from some Versace and some Balenci’ runners
Bad b#tch look like Cash Doll, she’s a Hardy just like Megan Thee Stallion
Stylist got me runnin’ ’round the lobby, Mike Amiri fly

A milli’, that ain’t nothin’ to me, I ran that sh#t up more than once
I’m really, really from the streets, and ain’t nobody put me on
I like my b#tches like my cars, I swear to God that all of them foreign
My closet worth about two-hundred

Amiri sneaks I never wore em’
Bad b#tch just like Lauren London, shop inside designer stores
Clean up crew, we do our chores
I count up blues until I’m bored

All blue that Aventador, make that sh#t say, “Neighbourhood”
I can make a tenth of Forgies, break ’em down and sell ’em all
We get a all and get ’em gone
Yo’ b#tch like how I put it on

Molly [?]
I can’t be catchin’ sales or comas
b#tches bad in California, go to jail and try to clone me
Play for keeps, we put you under

AMG, like f#ck her harder
Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil’ whoadie on the double cups
Twenty bags of OG, hit the road, and make it double up
I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up

Trap out with my OG, cookin’ [?] to run the cheddar up (Skah)
Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather
Audemar was gold, and no Corona’, that sh#t sick as f#ck
Pass it to the homie like a romo, now she thick as f#ck

I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck
Man, and I might cash out on yo’ body, I can hit him up
Bands out for Pateks from some Versace and some Balenci’ runners
Bad b#tch look like Cash Doll, she’s a Hardy just like Megan Thee Stallion

Stylist got me runnin’ ’round the lobby, Mike Amiri fly
Vince Carter left his whole damn arm in a rim (Arm in a rim)
Wrist water, I bet I could f#ck Ms. Parker, she a ten (She a ten)
Different colored b#tches, shawty like Crayola, I could pick (I could pick)

Road to riches, throw that Benz right on the sport mode, let it hit (Skrrt)
Nowadays, jump right off the porch, and need a glizzy with a switch (Grrah)
Cartiers, I could see the hate, they know I’m super rich (I’m super rich)
Broad day with no license plate, we rock out with them sticks (Bah)

Broadway worth ’bout fifty K, you play us, we sent a blitz
Rod Wave, I’m dyin’ off these Cuban links, that’s off the rip (That’s off the rip)
I know they hate to see me shinin’, I’m just tryna pay the bills (Tryna pay the bills)
Purple baby, my lil’ homies thuggin’, thunder off the hip (They off the hip)

“f#ck you, pay me,” that’s the moto homie, Glocks, extended clips
They got the—
Dr. Pepper cream soda got lil’ whoadie on the double cups
Twenty bags of OG, hit the road, and make it double up

I did this by my lonely, on my own, I had to level up
Trap out with my OG, cookin’ [?] to run the cheddar up (Skah)
Cash out on a Rollie, wrist so frozen, I could change the weather
Audemar was gold, and no Corona’, that sh#t sick as f#ck

Pass it to the homie like a romo, now she thick as f#ck
I done cashed out on so many cars, I need a Bentley truck
Man, and I might cash out on yo’ body, I can hit him up
Bands out for Pateks from some Versace and some Balenci’ runners

Bad b#tch look like Cash Doll, she’s a Hardy just like Megan Thee Stallion
Stylist got me runnin’ ’round the lobby, Mike Amiri fly
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