[Intro]
DJ Mortality beat production
Ayy
Quando Rondo, n***a

[Chorus]
I had a lil' ho went to the high
(I would last you way more than they)
Lil’ thing hit at V-Live
(Kept her on my side, you break another check)
Sammy Sosa two times, he like Quando, what you thinkin', n***a? (What you sayin', n***a? She gon’ skip you straight from tankin', n***a)
She say she fuck wit' me 'cause she like how I be in there, n***a
(In the parking lot, right on the side, I'm waitin', n***a)
Course her text message, she say she love how the wood feel
(Had a pretty lil' thang and I think she went to Woodville)
Man, the neck so good she had me ballin' on my toes
Hit it one time, then I passed it to my bro
Pretty lil’ thing and I bet she with the girls
Told these bitches this is how the game goes, hey
I told these bitches this is how the game goes (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She just in it for the fame bro, yeah

[Verse]
I’m making lame on these hoes
I'm switchin’ lanes on these hoes (Skrt)
Call it a PlayStation, I'm running game on these hoes
Send me your location, TT Mustang on you hoes, on you hoes, ayy
And what's a hundred thousand dollars when you get them zeros
Babygirl my soldier, she say I'm her hero
Don’t say I never told you when you look the mirror
You can lie to everybody else but you can't lie to yourself
If you self-made then salute yourself
Where that pistol at is on my side by my fucking belt
And if you self-paid then salute yourself
Where that pistol at is on my side by my fucking belt
I could never, ever love these hoes
I could never, ever trust these hoes
Only thing I wanna do is fuck these hoes (Then fuck 'em)
I told that ho that I love her (Well, you a lyin' muh'fucker)
I told that ho that I trust her (Well, you a lyin' muh'fucker)
[Chorus]
I had a lil' ho went to the high
(I would last you way more than they)
Lil' thing hit at V-Live
(Kept her on my side, you break another check)
Sammy Sosa two times, he like Quando, what you thinkin', n***a? (What you sayin', n***a? She gon' skip you straight from tankin', n***a)
She say she fuck wit' me 'cause she like how I be in there, n***a
(In the parking lot, right on the side, I'm waitin', n***a)
Course her text message, she say she love how the wood feel
(Had a pretty lil' thang and I think she went to Woodville)
Man, the neck so good she had me ballin' on my toes
Hit it one time, then I passed it to my bros
Pretty lil' thing and I bet she with the girls
Told these bitches this is how the game goes, hey
I told these bitches this is how the game goes (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She just in it for the fame bros, ayy