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| Vocal/Singer | Quando Rondo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
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Can’t Compare Lyrics Quando Rondo, YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Young boss player, other niggas can’t compare
Say, “Youngin, run a milli’ up,” and he came off that ghetto
Jump out gang, jump out that Bentley truck, all the bitches stare at us
Make sure you got that glizzy tucked or run and be a daredevil
I done turned a section 8 house into a mansion
I done spent a hundred grand on activists and double cups
I done fucked a hundred different bitches, I don’t care for her
You should of never missed the train, we left him at the railroad
Louis V and Ferragamo, double G my belt buckle
Louis sneaks I bought my mama, she don’t know that I’m a stepper
Mike Amiri hold my balls up, make me feel like, “Fuck a nigga”
I just wanna fuck on Lala, but I ball just like I’m Melo
I rather roll a opp up, Purple Baby smell like ZaZa
Quando Rondo went retarded, thirty clip look like a shotgun
I’m gone, I’m geeked up off the Molly in the party with my Rasta’
Know I can’t walk inside the party unless I got my fuckin’ rod tucked
Girl, you look just like Meg the Stallion
Come and show me you a hot girl
Me, I like the Giants, she’s a Brooklyn Bed Stuy cocktail
To me you don’t do no lyin’, but I lie every time I talk to her
And nigga, we don’t do no fightin’, that’s how the last nigga got popped up
Young boss player, other niggas can’t compare
Say, “Youngin, run a milli’ up,” and he came off that ghetto
Jump out gang, jump out that Bentley truck, all the bitches stare at us
Make sure you got that glizzy tucked or run and be a daredevil
I done turned a section 8 house into a mansion
I done spent a hundred grand on activists and double cups
I done fucked a hundred different bitches, I don’t care for her
You should of never missed the train, we left him at the railroad
Louis V and Ferragamo, double G my belt buckle
Louis sneaks I bought my mama, she don’t know that I’m a stepper
Mike Amiri hold my balls up, make me feel like, “Fuck a nigga”
I just wanna fuck on Lala, but I ball just like I’m Melo
