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Quando Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Quando
Length: 2:06
Written by: Daquan Williams




Yung Quando - Quando Freestyle Lyrics




Relaxing off the perk with my niggas countin digits
Big booty bitch in the kitchen with the skillet
Won't ever sell my soul they try to kill a nigga image
Told my brother get this money can't be worried bout these bitches
Pray to god he show the way cause the streets is lookin scary
All these niggas killin people damn this generation petty
Had to skate off on them niggas rip to paul walker
Came up in the bronx hayes niggas we some ballers
I'm juggin to the beat make ya baby momma eat
Pull up 30 deep all my niggas f*ckin geeked

Off white on me when I sleep vlone quando every week
Smokin loud pack every night fergie with me it's on sight

Damn it's time to catch a flight
Knick so highed up mood on kite

Cali vibes it's lit tonight blunt too loud can't hear shit right

She know that quando keep a lot, shit, I ain't f*ckin with no thot
All these bitches wanna plot cause a nigga gettin guap
2019 drop like I came up from the pot
Keep that 30 in that duffel baby I just want the you top top
What's the vibes, bitch I'm super high, my bands they multiply
I get buckets, all these bitches bussin, robert horry clutchin
Shit these perks got me beamin, I been drippin every szn
Maserati or the demon, either way I'm f*ckin speedin
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Relaxing off the perk with my niggas countin digits
Big booty bitch in the kitchen with the skillet
Won't ever sell my soul they try to kill a nigga image
Told my brother get this money can't be worried bout these bitches
Pray to god he show the way cause the streets is lookin scary
All these niggas killin people damn this generation petty
Had to skate off on them niggas rip to paul walker
Came up in the bronx hayes niggas we some ballers
I'm juggin to the beat make ya baby momma eat
Pull up 30 deep all my niggas f*ckin geeked

Off white on me when I sleep vlone quando every week
Smokin loud pack every night fergie with me it's on sight

Damn it's time to catch a flight
Knick so highed up mood on kite

Cali vibes it's lit tonight blunt too loud can't hear shit right

She know that quando keep a lot, shit, I ain't f*ckin with no thot
All these bitches wanna plot cause a nigga gettin guap
2019 drop like I came up from the pot
Keep that 30 in that duffel baby I just want the you top top
What's the vibes, bitch I'm super high, my bands they multiply
I get buckets, all these bitches bussin, robert horry clutchin
Shit these perks got me beamin, I been drippin every szn
Maserati or the demon, either way I'm f*ckin speedin
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Writer: Daquan Williams
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