Letra R.I.P. phat phat Quando Rondo

R.I.P. phat phat

Oh-woah, oh-woah
(Cxb know he go crazy)
Ayy, you know Cxb, he go crazy
(Xclusive made this)
Different diamonds dancin', new designer fabrics
Why I'm so attracted, can you be my best friend?
I like lil' shawty for real
Ain't been the same inside my mind since somebody got killed

CashApp, that Audemars stainless steel
A walkin' lick, what's on my wrist, yeah all 'bout this, you get killed
I took 'em way back, way before the money and deal
We bendin' blocks in that Ford Runner, jumpin' out with my steel (QRN)
Blue double-
R (uh), I might go and cash out on a brand-new 'Lamb truck
Grippin' my Glock, that TRX, no, this is not a RAM-truck
All on my heart, I'ma get this guap, I finally ran a check-up
Can't even lie, I miss lil' shawty, when you comin' back home?

I fuck with shawty 'cause she trap out like Griselda
Can't even lie, girl, you the one, like why the fuck we not together?
He could be rich, or he could be broke, either way, you gon' be stressful
You rather cry inside the coat, inside Gucci sweater
My lil' NatNat broke the code, but I still love her through whatever
I know Lil Phat Phat miss his bro, but sometimes, I just wish he shut up
I try to play them niggas tunes, if you rock out, they get wet up
Two doubles cups, I pour a four, I'm sippin' Wockhardt, 'bout to pass out
My heart so cold, I told Lil Dee he the smartest, they wanna wrestle [?]
My lady look like a model, I swear she next up
Right where we from, they came through sprayin' and Arthur, he had his strap on him
Tell Skayvi "Stay out the projects 'cause that shit bad luck"
My hitter, my nigga, my killer, my member
Through other side, bitch, I told her, "Come and ride with us"
No, I'm not tryna side with her
Tell your man, our side realer
It's lookin' like the sky bigger when I look up my niggas

CashApp, that Audemars stainless steel
A walkin' lick, what's on my wrist, yeah all 'bout this, you get killed
I took 'em way back, way before the money and deal
We bendin' blocks in that Ford Runner, jumpin' out with my steel (QRN)
Blue double-
R (uh), I might go and cash out on a brand-new 'Lamb truck
Grippin' my Glock, that TRX, no, this is not a RAM-truck
All on my heart, I'ma get this guap, I finally ran a check-up
Can't even lie, I miss lil' shawty, when you comin' back home?

Raised by Taneeka, everytime she do your hair, you look way better
I don't give a fuck about them people, you was here, way 'fore the cheddar
You know I gotta keep this heater, they wanna see me on a stretcher
We kickin' shit, not talkin' beef at all, but all 'bout you I'm bringin' pressure
Big Darryl Cheeta smokin' pressure, girl, you a keeper, thoughts of marriage
She wanna be my Lola Bunny, my Rihanna, 'cause these carats
Take a flight to Compton, California, come back with Chanel kicks
Pabb' lost his life to California, so, we comin' back to nail shit
Balenciaga with that Balmain, baby, go and get your nails did
Like fuck the cops, I spent ten thousand on a outfit, I can't smell it
Fuck the plug, I'm runnin' off, I got the box and couldn't smell shit
Fuck the scale, I feel like Turkey, yeah, Eye-ballin' when I sell shit
You must don't wanna go to war, you keep on talkin', that's some twelve shit
Live by the gun, die by the sword, I took that shit right there and ran with it
Bro, you can't be apart of us, you had a gun and then you ran with it
Sounds sort of like a charter bus that thirty clip with that extentions

CashApp, that Audemars stainless steel
A walkin' lick, what's on my wrist, yeah all 'bout this, you get killed
I took 'em way back, way before the money and deal
We bendin' blocks in that Ford Runner, jumpin' out with my steel (QRN)
Blue double-
R (uh), I might go and cash out on a brand-new 'Lamb truck
Grippin' my Glock, that TRX, no, this is not a RAM-truck
All on my heart, I'ma get this guap, I finally ran a check-up
Can't even lie, I miss lil' shawty, when you comin' back home?