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Quando Rondo

Heat Tucked

in 3860

Leggi il Testo,la Traduzione in Italiano, scopri il Significato e guarda il Video musicale di Heat Tucked di Quando Rondo contenuta nell'album 3860. “Heat Tucked” è una canzone di Quando Rondo. Heat Tucked Lyrics.

TESTO - Quando Rondo - Heat Tucked

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VIDEO MUSICALE

TESTO - Quando Rondo - Heat Tucked

I got thirty in my forty and you know this shit retarded, huh
(Shout out my nigga Synco)
Uh, uh, uh
It's up, it's up
Brr

Mask on, we gon' knock him off, I'm off a Cash App
I got my strap on me, I'ma drop some guap, I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome
Metal on the handle where I catch yo' ass
Jakiyah bring yo' ass home
Where you at? I'm tryna lay this pipe down
Last long, we gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on, guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren, Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin', we gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house
7.62 and .556s, we uppin', and no, ain't no missin'
Ridin' for my ambition, ballin' on seven sixes
Lil' shawty, she got a nigga, I fuck her and call her sister
Screamin' out "Fuck the system", I'm walkin' out with my niggas
S-Sosa we up them pistols I'm pourin' out Lean and Liquor
J-Jump-Out-Gang we the shit, 'cause these niggas know who official
Section 8, they can get it, and anybody who wit' 'em
Yesterday with the fifty, we hit him all in the temple
Ronald Reagan, presidential check the window
Out of state, purple baby in my Swisher
Roddy Ricch, stick inside the box, we creep then wet 'em up
Everyday I be drippin' sauce like on the regular

Mask on, we gon' knock him off, I'm off a Cash App
I got my strap on me, I'ma drop some guap, I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome
Metal on the handle where I catch yo' ass
Jakiyah bring yo' ass home
Where you at? I'm tryna lay this pipe down
Last long, we gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on, guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren, Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin', we gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house
Just make sure that stick in reach
Play with my clique and you deceased
Yeah, that eater hood be mad at me
But, if you ever play with the hood, we gon' beat you 'til you bleed
I put that shit on **** and ****, we go bangin' from the bleachers
Lil' homie know this paper good, he bound to stank ya for a feature
Whole lot of weed, I'm blowin' Purple baby reefer
Wait, let's get this understood, I'm a murder baby Demon
Playback, I be sippin' money
I bought the body from Lul Timm
Magazine and Glocks extension stocks inside my nina
Watch I do my dance, look how I walk, I got that heat tucked

Mask on, we gon' knock him off, I'm off a Cash App
I got my strap on me, I'ma drop some guap, I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome
Metal on the handle where I catch yo' ass
Jakiyah bring yo' ass home
Where you at? I'm tryna lay this pipe down
Last long, we gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on, guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren, Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin', we gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house

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