Lyrics Quando Rondo – Kiccin Shit

Kiccin Shit Lyrics – Quando Rondo

Singer: Quando Rondo
Title: Kiccin Shit

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Rich Homie Quando n#gg#
That right two, no that right three

I’ma f#ck ’em up with this one
I’m kickin’ sh#t in Givenchy, these ain’t no Foamposites
I know these n#gg#s they envy but they ain’t nobody
My whole team fly like a private jet, ain’t no copilot

Say he don’t know ’bout lil Quando, go ask your ho ’bout me
They askin’ me ’bout a shootin’ but I don’t know bout it
I bought a house in Atlanta but still be in them projects
I poured a deuce in the Fanta, lean out the water faucet

I wrap my Glock ’round my bandana, I ain’t with all that talkin’
I got some charges that’s pending if something’s aggravated
First n#gg# blue in my city so they supposed to hate me
I done made over a hundred grand, I ain’t graduated

I done did time in the can, came home, went back to the basics
You can’t hang around me ’cause you capped up
You don’t like me and I don’t like you
This young n#gg# with me strapped up

If you move wrong he might shoot
Rich Homie Quando, that’s right two
Drippin’ sauce on ’em like Ragu
Say you gettin’ money, I got a bag too

That’s right two, n#gg#
Too official with that pistol, I’m gon’ shoot that
Have some young n#gg#s on your head just like a durag
And I’m so crip, I take a shower with a blue rag

And I can’t walk up out my house without my blue flag
He ain’t really who he claim to be, lame to me
n#gg# really a game to me like Atari
This young n#gg# who came with me, he geeked up off that molly

I’m in Magic City with the racks out
If I threw a party it’s packed out
Hit her from the back, pull her tracks out
Young rich n#gg# in the crack house

I was locked up but I’m back out
And I’m on these n#gg#s’ neck
I should get sponsored by Nike ’cause I’m all about a check
They know I’m up next

I figure that’s why they hated on me
This for all the b#tches who traded on me
This for my mama, she waited on me
That brand new Rollie, I’m waitin’ on it

These diamonds ’round my neck, I swear I put that paper on it
This big Glock forty, I can’t wait to put a laser on it
I might just go and buy a condo in Decatur homie
I’m kickin’ sh#t in Givenchy, these ain’t no Foamposites

I know these n#gg#s they envy but they ain’t nobody
My whole team fly like a private jet, ain’t no copilot
Say he don’t know ’bout lil Quando, go ask your ho ’bout me
They askin’ me ’bout a shootin’ but I don’t know bout it

I bought a house in Atlanta but still be in them projects
I poured a deuce in the Fanta, lean out the water faucet
I wrap my Glock ’round my bandana, I ain’t with all that talkin’
I got some charges that’s pending if something’s aggravated

First n#gg# blue in my city so they supposed to hate me
I done made over a hundred grand, I ain’t graduated
I done did time in the can, came home, went back to the basics
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