Текст песни It’s On - YoungBoy Never Broke Again , Quando Rondo

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Uh, yeah
(J Thrash on the track)
QRN, yeah
(Ayo, Bleu)
Extendo pokin' out my jeans
Pull a kick door, all my niggas JOG (JOG)
What you in for, baby, me or all this green? (All this green)
I been rich though, since 2017 (2017)

One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (one hundred)
Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (nah, nah, nah)
Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic)
Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (Grr)
Every time it's on, we ridin' all night
If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (on sight)
Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (broad day)
Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die (oh, oh, oh)

Walk in rockin' red bottoms, see 'em on my feet, huh?
You know lil' shorty really wear Robin while hoppin' on that G5
Walkеd in Amiri, spend a couple thousand, wear that shit likе Filas
Somewhere he slumped inside the project housings, we don't know how he died
I'm crunk
Two hundred twenty-five worth of syrup in the trunk (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know we gon' let it fly, do it for who? I bet you don't
Murder on my mind all the time, I know
That this might get me time, I'm a slime heart though

One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (one hundred)
Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (nah, nah, nah)
Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic)
Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (grr)
Every time it's on, we ridin' all night
If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (on sight)
Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (broad day)
Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die

Yeah
Quando watch tonight you see 'em
Bet I'm finna call Lul Timm
Pop on sight, above the rim
Bitch, I got the jewels and gems
I send 'em home
Met that bitch, don't call my phone
Gangster, gangster, I get down
Bitch, make me spank you, move around

Gunsmoke town, I'm toolied down
15 slimes I roll around
15 times, I wave around
Play, I'm tryna spray shit down
Inside that chopper, seventy rounds
65 in my .223
3860, QPac, YB
Stop this bitch, let's clear the street (grrah)

One hundred hangin' out the bottom of that chopper (one hundred)
Hellcat Durango SRT, no, not the fuckin' Charger (nah, nah, nah)
Mail it back, thirty P's, I thought I said I want exotic (I want exotic)
Shell catch, hop out on the G like, "Bitch, you want a problem?" (Grr)
Every time it's on, we ridin' all night
If I ever catch you out in traffic, then it's on sight (on sight)
Know I'ma rock out with my chrome, I'm talkin' broad day (broad day)
Cuban links and caskets, come collect it, we gon' all die