Chords for Quando Rondo "Kiccin Shit" Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
Tempo:
56.25 bpm
Chords used:
Em
C
B
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I can't beef with no broke nigga, my nigga.
I don't even want to compensate.
If a broke nigga try to beef with me, I'm not even going to stud this man.
You broke.
You wearing tank tops and shit.
I'm wearing $200 t-shirts.
[C]
[B] [Em] No cap.
I did that song in 15 minutes.
Ad-libs and all that.
I never was that type to just sit around like, man I can't wait till I blow.
But when I blow, I feel like when you do that, you moping.
You crying for this shit.
I'm addicted to designing.
I started cooling around a lot of rappers and they started telling me, go buy you a
little designer and shit.
Let all these other rappers see that you got some drip too.
Fly like clean.
Like having something.
All my niggas got shit.
We don't leech off each other.
I'm from Savannah though.
I ain't from Atlanta.
It's wild.
Gang banging niggas, killing each other.
Drugs like any other place.
Niggas trying to get some money.
Niggas trying to make it out.
Shit.
It's a weapon they camouflage.
God bless the dead.
He the person that really got people to know who Savannah is.
When I say I was the first nigga to blow in my city, what I mean as far as getting millions of views.
Like he left the door open and I walked through.
My daddy told me, and I don't care if you see this shit.
That nigga was like, you gon' be nobody.
You ain't gon' be shit.
You feel me?
Now my house bigger than his.
I got way more money than him.
And I know they say honor thy mother, thy father.
But God damn, I ain't gon' front.
I don't fuck with dudes.
I'm not really no rich homie con.
He got a great flow.
He got a one of a kind flow.
People probably think I wanna be like him, but I'ma try to get that right flow and do
some crazy shit with it.
Say you getting money, I got a bag too.
That right too, nigga.
Too official with that pistol, I'ma shoot that.
Had some young niggas on your head just like a duke, right?
And I'm so crip, I take a shot with a blue rag.
And I can't walk up out my house without my blue flag.
He ain't really who he claim to be.
He lame to me.
When you on top, a story about you never gon' be no on top story.
Because people haters, but shit only broke people be hating.
It's nothing your mama could do.
I don't care if your mama pull the gun out and slaps you with it.
That's your mama at the end of the day.
Even though my mama ain't did nothing for me, when I get my money or some more, I'ma
help her and get her a house and move her away from Savannah.
I fuck around and got a condo in Atlanta.
I ain't like that shit.
It's like you staying in a tall office building.
That's what it feel like.
Like you staying in a hotel.
This person next door to me, that person next door to me.
Nothing but glass.
And that shit, the sun used to be just beaming in that shit.
For some reason, that shit used to be costing ants.
I'm like, fuck no.
I'm about to move out this shit.
[D]
I don't even want to compensate.
If a broke nigga try to beef with me, I'm not even going to stud this man.
You broke.
You wearing tank tops and shit.
I'm wearing $200 t-shirts.
[C]
[B] [Em] No cap.
I did that song in 15 minutes.
Ad-libs and all that.
I never was that type to just sit around like, man I can't wait till I blow.
But when I blow, I feel like when you do that, you moping.
You crying for this shit.
I'm addicted to designing.
I started cooling around a lot of rappers and they started telling me, go buy you a
little designer and shit.
Let all these other rappers see that you got some drip too.
Fly like clean.
Like having something.
All my niggas got shit.
We don't leech off each other.
I'm from Savannah though.
I ain't from Atlanta.
It's wild.
Gang banging niggas, killing each other.
Drugs like any other place.
Niggas trying to get some money.
Niggas trying to make it out.
Shit.
It's a weapon they camouflage.
God bless the dead.
He the person that really got people to know who Savannah is.
When I say I was the first nigga to blow in my city, what I mean as far as getting millions of views.
Like he left the door open and I walked through.
My daddy told me, and I don't care if you see this shit.
That nigga was like, you gon' be nobody.
You ain't gon' be shit.
You feel me?
Now my house bigger than his.
I got way more money than him.
And I know they say honor thy mother, thy father.
But God damn, I ain't gon' front.
I don't fuck with dudes.
I'm not really no rich homie con.
He got a great flow.
He got a one of a kind flow.
People probably think I wanna be like him, but I'ma try to get that right flow and do
some crazy shit with it.
Say you getting money, I got a bag too.
That right too, nigga.
Too official with that pistol, I'ma shoot that.
Had some young niggas on your head just like a duke, right?
And I'm so crip, I take a shot with a blue rag.
And I can't walk up out my house without my blue flag.
He ain't really who he claim to be.
He lame to me.
When you on top, a story about you never gon' be no on top story.
Because people haters, but shit only broke people be hating.
It's nothing your mama could do.
I don't care if your mama pull the gun out and slaps you with it.
That's your mama at the end of the day.
Even though my mama ain't did nothing for me, when I get my money or some more, I'ma
help her and get her a house and move her away from Savannah.
I fuck around and got a condo in Atlanta.
I ain't like that shit.
It's like you staying in a tall office building.
That's what it feel like.
Like you staying in a hotel.
This person next door to me, that person next door to me.
Nothing but glass.
And that shit, the sun used to be just beaming in that shit.
For some reason, that shit used to be costing ants.
I'm like, fuck no.
I'm about to move out this shit.
[D]
Key:
Em
C
B
D
Em
C
B
D
I can't beef with no broke nigga, my nigga.
I don't even want to compensate.
If a broke nigga try to beef with me, I'm not even going to stud this man.
You broke.
You wearing tank tops and shit.
I'm wearing $200 t-shirts.
_ [C] _
[B] _ [Em] _ _ No cap.
I did that song in 15 minutes.
Ad-libs and all that.
I never was that type to just sit around like, man I can't wait till I blow.
But when I blow, I feel like when you do that, you moping.
You crying for this shit. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm addicted to designing.
I started cooling around a lot of rappers and they started telling me, go buy you a
little designer and shit.
Let all these other rappers see that you got some drip too.
_ _ Fly like clean.
Like having something.
All my niggas got shit.
We don't leech off each other. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm from Savannah though.
I ain't from Atlanta.
It's wild.
Gang banging niggas, killing each other.
Drugs like any other place.
Niggas trying to get some money.
Niggas trying to make it out.
Shit. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's a weapon they camouflage.
God bless the dead.
He the person that really got people to know who Savannah is.
When I say I was the first nigga to blow in my city, what I mean as far as getting millions of views.
Like he left the door open and I walked through.
_ _ _ _ _ My daddy told me, and I don't care if you see this shit.
That nigga was like, you gon' be nobody.
You ain't gon' be shit.
You feel me?
Now my house bigger than his.
I got way more money than him.
And I know they say honor thy mother, thy father.
But God damn, I ain't gon' front.
I don't fuck with dudes. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm not really no rich homie con.
He got a great flow.
He got a one of a kind flow.
People probably think I wanna be like him, but I'ma try to get that right flow and do
some crazy shit with it.
Say you getting money, I got a bag too.
That right too, nigga.
Too official with that pistol, I'ma shoot that.
Had some young niggas on your head just like a duke, right?
And I'm so crip, I take a shot with a blue rag.
And I can't walk up out my house without my blue flag.
He ain't really who he claim to be.
He lame to me.
When you on top, a story about you never gon' be no on top story.
Because people haters, but shit only broke people be hating. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's nothing your mama could do.
I don't care if your mama pull the gun out and slaps you with it.
That's your mama at the end of the day.
Even though my mama ain't did nothing for me, when I get my money or some more, I'ma
help her and get her a house and move her away from Savannah.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I fuck around and got a condo in Atlanta.
I ain't like that shit.
It's like you staying in a tall office building.
That's what it feel like.
Like you staying in a hotel.
This person next door to me, that person next door to me.
Nothing but glass.
And that shit, the sun used to be just beaming in that shit.
For some reason, that shit used to be costing ants.
I'm like, fuck no.
I'm about to move out this shit.
[D] _
I don't even want to compensate.
If a broke nigga try to beef with me, I'm not even going to stud this man.
You broke.
You wearing tank tops and shit.
I'm wearing $200 t-shirts.
_ [C] _
[B] _ [Em] _ _ No cap.
I did that song in 15 minutes.
Ad-libs and all that.
I never was that type to just sit around like, man I can't wait till I blow.
But when I blow, I feel like when you do that, you moping.
You crying for this shit. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm addicted to designing.
I started cooling around a lot of rappers and they started telling me, go buy you a
little designer and shit.
Let all these other rappers see that you got some drip too.
_ _ Fly like clean.
Like having something.
All my niggas got shit.
We don't leech off each other. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I'm from Savannah though.
I ain't from Atlanta.
It's wild.
Gang banging niggas, killing each other.
Drugs like any other place.
Niggas trying to get some money.
Niggas trying to make it out.
Shit. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's a weapon they camouflage.
God bless the dead.
He the person that really got people to know who Savannah is.
When I say I was the first nigga to blow in my city, what I mean as far as getting millions of views.
Like he left the door open and I walked through.
_ _ _ _ _ My daddy told me, and I don't care if you see this shit.
That nigga was like, you gon' be nobody.
You ain't gon' be shit.
You feel me?
Now my house bigger than his.
I got way more money than him.
And I know they say honor thy mother, thy father.
But God damn, I ain't gon' front.
I don't fuck with dudes. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'm not really no rich homie con.
He got a great flow.
He got a one of a kind flow.
People probably think I wanna be like him, but I'ma try to get that right flow and do
some crazy shit with it.
Say you getting money, I got a bag too.
That right too, nigga.
Too official with that pistol, I'ma shoot that.
Had some young niggas on your head just like a duke, right?
And I'm so crip, I take a shot with a blue rag.
And I can't walk up out my house without my blue flag.
He ain't really who he claim to be.
He lame to me.
When you on top, a story about you never gon' be no on top story.
Because people haters, but shit only broke people be hating. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's nothing your mama could do.
I don't care if your mama pull the gun out and slaps you with it.
That's your mama at the end of the day.
Even though my mama ain't did nothing for me, when I get my money or some more, I'ma
help her and get her a house and move her away from Savannah.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I fuck around and got a condo in Atlanta.
I ain't like that shit.
It's like you staying in a tall office building.
That's what it feel like.
Like you staying in a hotel.
This person next door to me, that person next door to me.
Nothing but glass.
And that shit, the sun used to be just beaming in that shit.
For some reason, that shit used to be costing ants.
I'm like, fuck no.
I'm about to move out this shit.
[D] _