Lyrics Plenty Muscle - Quando Rondo
Yeah,
yeah
(Lucent
made
it)
Yeah
Quando
Rondo
(QRN)
(Yo,
Vicky)
Money
in
my
britches,
I'm
saggin',
my
mama
don't
like
it
I'm
swaggin',
but
fuck
it,
I'm
keepin'
my
ratchet
I
ran
up
some
cabbage,
them
trenches,
the
bricks
wrapped
in
plastic
You
want
it,
come
get
it,
we
taxin'
Them
pistols
be
clappin',
we
rollin'
'em
up
in
a
Swisher
or
Backy
You
know
that
we
happy
what
happened
These
niggas
claimin'
they
heart
be
so
cold
when
they
rappin'
But
really
be
hoes
and
be
cappin'
Rappin'
and
trappin',
an
entrepeneur
Clеan
my
shoe
with
a
napkin,
I
came
out
the
sеwer
(Grrah)
Assassination
had
came
off
the
loot
Fuck
all
that
waitin',
like
Nike,
just
do
it
Watchin'
Ziggy
and
Peezy
whippin'
Martha
Stewart
Infiniti
20,
had
to
22
it
(Skrrt)
These
niggas,
they
envy,
glizzy,
up
and
shoot
it
I'm
rockin'
Fendi,
speakin'
to
the
jeweler
Touchdown
like
I'm
playin'
for
Dallas
My
nigga
came
home,
then
went
right
back
to
trappin'
I
fuck
the
baddest
bitches
from
Atlanta
I
feel
like
the
baddest
bitches
from
Savannah
Yellow
interior
Hellcat
mustard
Try
to
come
and
catch
up,
I
don't
fuck
with
you
busters
I'ma
put
up
a
bucket
All
in
fourth
quarter,
I'm
hittin'
the
buzzer
Skinny
nigga,
but
I
got
plenty
muscle
Got
a
plug,
that's
a
'migo,
I
take
off,
no
rocket
R.I.P.
Takeoff,
I'm
keepin'
my
rocket
Tryna
get
me
some
kilos
to
put
on
my
partner
I
came
up
from
zero,
breakin'
in
apartments
I
can't
change
up
on
Leeky
Loco,
that's
my
partner
Speak
on
somethin'
you
really
know
'cause
we
got
choppers
I
can't
put
on
no
Jeezy
song,
really
he
ain't
solid
He
say,
"Fuck
the
loyalty,"
to
make
a
profit
And
if
you
ain't
loyal,
I
don't
want
you
'round
I
know
you
can't
afford
what
I'm
whippin'
through
town
Love
to
wear
Dickies
suits
when
I'm
gettin'
off
pound
Walk
in
Saks
with
the
crew,
leavin'
out,
drip
or
drown
Not
the
regular
boots,
this
the
new
YSL
Got
a
stretcher
for
you
when
he
walk
out
that
cell
I'ma
spend
all
these
blues
on
the
bags
of
Chanel
Fuck
it,
spin
they
whole
crew,
we
gon'
really
bring
hell
Rappin'
and
trappin',
an
entrepeneur
Clean
my
shoe
with
a
napkin,
I
came
out
the
sewer
(Grrah)
Assassination
had
came
off
the
loot
Fuck
all
that
waitin',
like
Nike,
just
do
it
Watchin'
Ziggy
and
Peezy
whippin'
Martha
Stewart
Infiniti
20,
had
to
22
it
(Skrrt)
These
niggas,
they
envy,
glizzy,
up
and
shoot
it
I'm
rockin'
Fendi,
speakin'
to
the
jeweler
Touchdown
like
I'm
playin'
for
Dallas
My
nigga
came
home,
then
went
right
back
to
trappin'
I
fuck
the
baddest
bitches
from
Atlanta
I
feel
like
the
baddest
bitches
from
Savannah
Yellow
interior
Hellcat
mustard
Try
to
come
and
catch
up,
I
don't
fuck
with
you
busters
I'ma
put
up
a
bucket
All
in
fourth
quarter,
I'm
hittin'
the
buzzer
Skinny
nigga,
but
I
got
plenty
muscle
Gangster,
the
way,
you
should
take
it
R.I.P.
to
my
pocket,
they
filled
with
dead
faces
Burn
a
sack
off
the
car,
we
not
catchin'
no
cases
Swerve
that
'Cat
off
the
lot,
should've
looked
at
they
faces
.38
that
revolver,
it's
keepin'
the
cases
All
these
commas
keep
comin',
it's
stuck
in
the
basement
Pullin'
up
on
your
corner,
we
servin',
no
waitress
Chopper
go,
"Duh-duh-duh,"
make
it
sound
like
Fantasia
All
these
black
and
white
diamonds,
they
think
that
I'm
racist
You
a
rat,
black
and
white,
I
done
read
all
the
pages
Bitch,
I'm
one
of
the
hardest,
that
ain't
no
debate
shit
I'm
one
of
the
artists
that's
uppin'
the
laser
No
time
for
waitin',
I
want
it,
I
get
it
Fuck
all
the
patience,
I
got
that
on
riches
Gotta
put
on
my
mask
'cause
I
know
I'm
the
sickest
I
know
I'm
the
illest,
I
know
I'm
the
trillest
Rappin'
and
trappin',
an
entrepeneur
Clean
my
shoe
with
a
napkin,
I
came
out
the
sewer
(Grrah)
Assassination
had
came
off
the
loot
Fuck
all
that
waitin',
like
Nike,
just
do
it
Watchin'
Ziggy
and
Peezy
whippin'
Martha
Stewart
Infiniti
20,
had
to
22
it
(Skrrt)
These
niggas,
they
envy,
glizzy,
up
and
shoot
it
I'm
rockin'
Fendi,
speakin'
to
the
jeweler
Touchdown
like
I'm
playin'
for
Dallas
My
nigga
came
home,
then
went
right
back
to
trappin'
I
fuck
the
baddest
bitches
from
Atlanta
I
feel
like
the
baddest
bitches
from
Savannah
Yellow
interior
Hellcat
mustard
Try
to
come
and
catch
up,
I
don't
fuck
with
you
busters
I'ma
put
up
a
bucket
All
in
fourth
quarter,
I'm
hittin'
the
buzzer
Skinny
nigga,
but
I
got
plenty
muscle
1 50
2 Blame
3 Lost Ones
4 Me First
5 Plenty Muscle
6 Speeding
7 Cut You Off
8 Tear It Down
9 Vision
10 Where Would I Be
11 Heartaches
12 R.I.P. Phat Phat
13 From The Bottom
14 Counting Bands
15 I Admit
16 Long Live Pabb
17 Nightmare
18 No Scale
19 Forever 16
20 Give Me A Sign
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