No Mercy Lyrics Quando Rondo | 3860

Description:– No Mercy Lyrics Quando Rondo are given in this post. This is a Brand New Song. Quando Rondo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again has Prepared this song which is from 3860 Album. The song is releasing on 25th November 2022.

No Mercy Lyrics Quando Rondo

[Intro: Quando Rondo]
(Cxb know he go crazy)
Man, this shit crazy
I can’t even go to sleep without my bible at the head of the bed, man (Nah, for real)
Uh, drug lovin’, late night, guns bustin’
One hundred, straight thuggin’, I love it
Uh, keep it tight, gun huggin’, no tusslin’
Street life, married to the hood hustlin’ (Spacy got this sauce, ho)

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
My codefendant folded on me, I can’t even trust myself
He in there sick with no money, gettin’ sicker in that cell
I get that picture they don’t love me, I’m feelin’ like, “Nah, for real”
My lil’ nigga told me he hungry, all he know is rob and kill
I swear, I swеar that the gang keep flowin’, sippin’ out a pint, a liter
I swear, I swеar that the pain keep showin’, but he never act like he hurt

[Verse 1: Lul Timm]
All these bodies on my conscience, huh?
Crazy, catch him walkin’ out a party, hop out, walk him down
Baby, I got cheddar on my noggin, my revolver out
Lasers, I got stretchers, I got coffins in my mama house
They praise them all on Dida, I been thuggin’ at my grandma house
Bodies, I got plenty, they won’t go away
Top shotta, I got plenty, no way, José
Plenty cases I done beat, who your lawyer? I’ma pay him
Undefeated in the streets, I know they plottin’ just to take him

[Bridge: Quando Rondo]
Ashes, ashes, wanna take my life
I take a gamble every time I’m goin’ up on ’em, woah
Caskets, caskets, come and take a ride
Before I let ’em catch me slippin’, I’ll do time in the hole

[Interlude: Quando Rondo]
Oh, you know it took me some time to figure out that they ain’t gon’ vouch for us for real
They gon’ vouch for a dollar bill
But shit, we ballin’, no, ain’t no “I” in team
It’s an “E” though, and it’s an “E” in “We,” and also it’s an “E” in “Fuck ’em”

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Father, they plan on takin’ my soul
Off in that water, they gotta know I’m wet
Don’t play, shoot straight, I’ma hit ’em with it
Big 38, nigga know I keep a semi
Got plenty money, known for whackin’ niggas, you ain’t fuckin’ with me
With this chrome, jack, ’til your death, I sleep myself, don’t lay me down
Pussy-ass boy, we smoked on him, to keep it real, he wasn’t even strong
They know that we poppin’ shit, tell ’em all, “Make pain songs”
When you weak, gon’ get they top peeled, tell they mama they ain’t goin’ home
Spin ’em all, fuck the industry because my money long
Tryna put you straight to sleep, what type of time you on?
Dead body, don’t need a home
Why? Bitch, ’cause they soul gone
For years, they planned on zippin’ me, for years, they been gettin’ rolled on

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
My codefendant folded on me, I can’t even trust myself
He in there sick with no money, gettin’ sicker in that cell
I get that picture they don’t love me, I’m feelin’ like, “Nah, for real”
My lil’ nigga told me he hungry, all he know is rob and kill
I swear, I swear that the gang keep flowin’, sippin’ out a pint, a liter
I swear, I swear that the pain keep showin’, but he never act like he hurt[Intro: Quando Rondo]
Doo, doo, doo
Uh, uh, yeah (Pooh, you a fool for this one)

[Pre-Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Stars in the ceilin’ shit, I make a wish when I jump out the Cullinan (Uh, yeah)
Someone grab the scissors ’cause I cut her off, once I hit, she get passed to my brother them (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Different color vehicles look just like some Skittles with two hundred thou’ in a duffle bag
I hang with the killer that killed your lil’ nigga, y’all boys ain’t no killers, I’m on your ass

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Pour up some codeine, I’m sippin’ that, I’m goin’ cold, cold turkey
Money and molly, it’s tucked in the Fendi pack, I don’t want no more Perkies
I send my youngin to shoot it up for a bag (Brrt), I can’t show no more mercy
COVID-19, we gon’ step on ’em with a mask, I’m talkin’ closed, closed curtains

[Verse 1: Quando Rondo]
When you shoot, ain’t no runnin’, we dumpin’ back
Fifty shots in the drum when we up the mag’
Just to make sure we slump ’em, we gon’ double back
Bitch, I come from the slums, out the can, Savannah
My lil’ murdered one in the new Atlanta
Swear they say on my head it’s a hundred racks
I even got smoke with my own kind, if I tell ’em, your chain get snatched
Who the fuck you been talkin’ to? I’m just askin’
Nigga, y’all got my number, but makin’ captions
Nigga, since when these niggas been oversteppin’?
Boy, it’s up in the air, I ain’t givin’ passes
Paranoid everywhere, so I keep a ratchet
Bet that cutter gon’ make ’em flip, acrobatic
I just buried a hunna inside the casket
Treat my bitch like a Barbie, just bought her plastic
If you don’t like me, let me know
Boy, you know that you a ho
Big check like Nike, that’s for sure
But yeah, this pipe still in for sure
Before this music shit
I ain’t care ’bout money, I was shootin’ shit
I don’t care ’bout who you is
Your dude a snitch, these niggas know my crew legit

[Pre-Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Stars in the ceilin’ shit, I make a wish when I jump out the Cullinan (Uh, yeah)
Someone grab the scissors ’cause I cut her off, once I hit, she get passed to my brother them (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Different color vehicles look just like some Skittles with two hundred thou’ in a duffle bag
I hang with the killer that killed your lil’ nigga, y’all boys ain’t no killers, I’m on your ass

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Pour up some codeine, I’m sippin’ that, I’m goin’ cold, cold turkey
Money and molly, it’s tucked in the Fendi pack, I don’t want no more Perkies
I send my youngin to shoot it up for a bag (Brrt), I can’t show no more mercy
COVID-19, we gon’ step on ’em with a mask, I’m talkin’ closed, closed curtains

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Don’t do no kickin’, gotta get it, I’m tryna get all of my niggas from out of the trenches
I gave her racks for some game, I cover her up in Dior, but mostly, it’s Fendi
My bitch be walkin’ around with a million
I take her wrist and I set Richard Mille
Look at the diamonds, her bracelet’s tennis
Told you to tell ’em it’s gon’ be a killin’
Really rich, fuck nemesis, I’m the villain
I spent your whole label deal on my Bentley
I tell it right how it is, killers, they keepin’ it real, I’m returnin’ them with it
Already know how I’m is, one of them niggas gon’ die when I come to the city
Four-door matte Jag’ with a sack
Got the strap on his ass, nigga play, let it clap, get back
Playin’ with the bag, out the flap, it’s a wrap
Let it bang at his cap ’til his ass get smashed
From the hotel, we go pick up them bitches
Turn off her phone, she don’t know where we at
Loaded gun, tell her, “Leave me ‘lone,” I’m the one holdin’ them racks
I’m the one flooded with cash
But once you get high with it, it’ll never come back

[Pre-Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Stars in the ceilin’ shit, I make a wish when I jump out the Cullinan (Uh, yeah)
Someone grab the scissors ’cause I cut her off, once I hit, she get passed to my brother them (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Different color vehicles look just like some Skittles with two hundred thou’ in a duffle bag
I hang with the killer that killed your lil’ nigga, y’all boys ain’t no killers, I’m on your ass

[Chorus: Quando Rondo]
Pour up some codeine, I’m sippin’ that, I’m goin’ cold, cold turkey
Money and molly, it’s tucked in the Fendi pack,I don’t want no more Perkies
I send my youngin to shoot it up for a bag (Brrt), I can’t show no more mercy
COVID-19, we gon’ step on ’em with a mask, I’m talkin’ closed, closed curtains

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