Lyrics Drop Sum - Quando Rondo

Drop Sum

Last time I checked, shit, we was cool, I never knew it was pressure
Wait 'fore you jump inside this coupe, make sure you grab that beretta
Do what you wanna do, that’s cool, but make sure that you move careful
Thirty clip long like a ruler, you know the TEC came with extra
I’m from the bottom of the 'jects, and yeah, I grew up 'round steppers
It ain’t no telling what I’m in, Mercedes Benz or a Tesla
We clutch MAC-10's and throw up bands, got thirty shots for an extra
Oh pussy boy, we up 'bout ten, when we catch y’all, that make twelve up
We live the soldier life mentality
My youngin quick to make a rapper bleed
This that Juvenile, that Boosie Boo back in 2003
This that youngin dump shit, let that drum spit for a half a ki
This that through the cut shit out a cutlass, let that hammer speak
Everybody 'round me blue flagging, don’t come 'round here like where the fuck
is y’all passes
They want some smoke, we steady handing out cancer
Like fuck it, slump all they asses
Tell me slanging iron from West to East back to Cap Street
We let off shots then watch them run like a trackmeet
Like what you want, don’t you ask me
I’m tryna put him and his partner on black tees
Whole hundred shots come out the chopper, no acting
Boy, my whole street 'bout that action
Just counted ten with my lil' bitch staying
Like fuck that bitch, know matter fact, her name Ashley
Last time I checked, shit, we was cool, I never knew it was pressure
Wait 'fore you jump inside this coupe, make sure you grab that beretta
Do what you wanna do, that’s cool, but make sure that you move careful
Thirty clip long like a ruler, you know the TEC came with extra
I’m from the bottom of the 'jects, and yeah, I grew up 'round steppers
It ain’t no telling what I’m in, Mercedes Benz or a Tesla
We clutch MAC-10's and throw up bands, got thirty shots for an extra
Oh pussy boy, we up 'bout ten, when we catch y’all, that make twelve up
We live the soldier life mentality