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Quando Rondo - Casket Talk [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quando Rondo
Quando Rondo
Vocals
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Lebrun
Daniel Lebrun
Songwriter
Daniel Yunuen Aldaz
Daniel Yunuen Aldaz
Songwriter
David McDowell
David McDowell
Songwriter
Davood Nadimi Boushehri
Davood Nadimi Boushehri
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Tyquian Bowman
Tyquian Bowman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DMac
DMac
Producer
DRok
DRok
Producer
Lvl35dav
Lvl35dav
Producer
CxbGoCrazy
CxbGoCrazy
Recording Engineer
Aldaz
Aldaz
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
It's hot, it's hot
(Dmac on the fuckin' track)
QRN
Hot, hot
(D-Roc)
[Chorus]
All day, I disrespect the dead like, "Fuck the opps"
Why I keep one in the head? 'Cause any minute it could pop
With my heat by the bed, can't let 'em do me like I'm Pac
No, I ain't trustin' nobody 'cause for that guap, location drop
I'm talkin' one hundred thousand, you catch him, stretch him on his block
[Verse 1]
Call me Christopher Wallace, blue fitted cap that say, "New York"
One million dollar my wallet, I'm in the kitchen cookin' drop
I'm hearin' rumors they comin', but I ain't worried, hurry up
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' gangster, I got fifty racks right now (Right now, right now)
A couple killers in the back right now
New Double R, grippin' my banger, countin' up a check right now
Uh, I could get you whacked right now
[Verse 2]
I owe it all to my partner, jumped out that Hummer like a shotter
Lil' shorty gave me her number, her folks the opps, but I still fuck her
I'm talkin' tiptoe shit, don't make a sound, get low, then drop 'em
But really, out here, ain't got problems
[Verse 3]
No, these **** don't like us 'cause ain't no fightin', pistols sparkin'
I'm ridin' 'round in a Striker, the VPN scraped off the bottom
We hit they block with that fire, new homicide with my AR
I'm tryna flat out four tires, don't let that car leave off this corner
Them switches sound like a choir, once it go up, mask on, Corona
I'm on you
We gon' knock him off, off a phone call
Oh, yeah
[Chorus]
All day, I disrespect the dead like, "Fuck the opps"
Why I keep one in the head? 'Cause any minute it could pop
With my heat by the bed, can't let 'em do me like I'm Pac
No, I ain't trustin' nobody 'cause for that guap, location drop
I'm talkin' one hundred thousand, you catch him, stretch him on his block
[Verse 4]
Call me Christopher Wallace, blue fitted cap that say, "New York"
One million dollar my wallet, I'm in the kitchen cookin' drop
I'm hearin' rumors they comin', but I ain't worried, hurry up
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' gangster, I got fifty racks right now (Right now, right now)
A couple killers in the back right now
New Double R, grippin' my banger, countin' up a check right now
Uh, I could get you whacked right now
[Verse 5]
Bro, you know I get 'em whacked right now
Hold on, Top say, "Foul"
Nah, bring that shit back my way, penalty, you out
Now lay down
Guess this **** wanna beef behind his dog
What that smell? That's my **** cookin' dope inside this house
[Verse 6]
Get on they trail, don't fail, you catch 'em, then you spray 'em
We duck from 12
We bring 'em Hell, watch how they stare, they looks prevail
Watch what you sell
He a rapper slayer, he just wanna kill 'em 'bout that dissin'
We got blocks for sale, he put plenty money in that kitchen
This Bentley not for sale, he say he ain't Dennis, but a menace (Hold on)
Keep that pistol, fuck the system
Pour that drank in, lean I'm sippin'
[Chorus]
All day, I disrespect the dead like, "Fuck the opps"
Why I keep one in the head? 'Cause any minute it could pop
With my heat by the bed, can't let 'em do me like I'm Pac
No, I ain't trustin' nobody 'cause for that guap, location drop
I'm talkin' one hundred thousand, you catch him, stretch him on his block
[Verse 7]
Call me Christopher Wallace, blue fitted cap that say, "New York"
One million dollar my wallet, I'm in the kitchen cookin' drop
I'm hearin' rumors they comin', but I ain't worried, hurry up
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' gangster, I got fifty racks right now (Right now, right now)
A couple killers in the back right now
New Double R, grippin' my banger, countin' up a check right now
Uh, I could get you whacked right now
Written by: Daniel Lebrun, Daniel Yunuen Aldaz, Daniel Yunuen Aldaz Leander, David McDowell, Davood Nadimi Boushehri, Kentrell Gaulden, Tyquian Bowman
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