Trophies Lyrics – Trophies is the Brand New English Song from the album “3860” featuring NBA YoungBoy. Quando Rondo has sung this Latest English Song, while Trophies Song Lyrics are penned by Quando Rondo, vickyferribeats, DVOSK, and CxbGoCrazy, with Music produced by vickyferribeats, DVOSK, and CxbGoCrazy, and this Brand New Music video has been released on the 25th of November 2022.

Trophies Lyrics – Quando Rondo

(Cxb, Know He Go Crazy)
One Time, One Time Send It Up To The Savior
(Hey Dvosk)
Uh
(Yo Vicky)
Oh-Oh

One Time Send A Prayer To The Savior
This For My N!gga Locked In Prison,
Or The One In The Graveyard (Oh-Oh)
Inshallah, Can You Do Me A Favor?
Open My Eyes So I Can Separate
The Real From The Fake Ones (Yeah)

Check How I Kick It, New Reebok Tennis
We Send A Blessin’ To The Sky Before
We Load Up And Spin It (Boom)
Big Smith & Wesson On My Side,
You Trust Somebody, You Silly
Sh!t, I’m A Ticket,
If The Catch Me They Collectin’ A Million
Stupid Decisions Got My N!gga Doin’ Ten Up In Prison

We Was Born To Take A Fall,
That’s Just The Color Our Skin Is
Babygirl, I Need You On My Side
Just From The Way That I’m Livin’
I’m In My Aunty Freda’s House,
I’m Poppin’ Perkys, Prescripted
I Poured A Half A Liter Out,
And Then This Song Got Invented

Unc’ Said, “Don’t Pull That Heater
Out Unless You Shootin’ To K!ll It”
I’m Livin’ Life Just Like A Rockstar
I Could Never Plead The Fifth If I’m Guilty
All These Bodies On
My Conscious Got Me Feelin’ Like Timmy

California Reppin’, Independent,
Pistol Slangin’, I’m Bangin’
To The Day I Die, You Know I’m In It,
Until Then, I Maintain It

I Tote That Fire
Peezy A Trapper, Fifty-Five For A Painkiller
He Don’t Comply, He Got To Die
You See That Rapper, I Stained Him
Three-Hundred-Thousand Up In Twenties

Who Go The Hardest? We Catch Him
Cob, He Record Me Like A Artist,
Met That Boy Up In Texas
Pab Tryna Dodge These Rico Charges Like Young Thug,
That My Best Friend
Bitch, I’m A Problem And I Promise,
You Gon’ Leave On A Stretcher

And I Just Wanna Rock This Size,
From Miami To Texas
Plain Jane Rollie On My Wife,
I Spent A Buck On A Neckless
Say, “Lil’ Whoadie, I’m Just Grindin’,
Tryna Run Me A Check Up”
He Spent Six-Figures
On Her Body Back-To-Back, She Next Up

Check How I Kick It, New Reebok Tennis
We Send A Blessin’ To The Sky
Before We Load Up And Spin It (Boom)
Big Smith & Wesson On My Side,
You Trust Somebody, You Silly
Shit, I’m A Ticket,
If The Catch Me They Collectin’ A Million
Stupid Decisions Got My N!gga Doin’ Ten Up In Prison

We Was Born To Take A Fall,
That’s Just The Color Our Skin Is
Babygirl, I Need You On My Side
Just From The Way That I’m Livin’

I’m In My Aunty Freda House,
I’m Poppin’ Perkys, Prescripted
I Poured A Half A Liter Out,
And Then This Song Got Invented

Unc’ Said, “Don’t Pull That Heater
Out Unless You Shootin’ To K!ll It”
I’m Livin’ Life Just Like A Rockstar
I Could Never Plead The Fifth If I’m Guilty
All These Bodies On My Conscious Got Me Feelin’ Like Timmy

You Know, I Ain’t, I Ain’t Really Trippin’
On This Shit That They Call Life
You Know, ’cause We Live To Die, You Know?
You Know, I’ma Die Filthy Rich Though,
You Know? Fu*k ’em

Written by:  Quando Rondo, BLK Beats, EJ Beats & Pooh Beatz

Trophies Song Info:

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Trophies Music Video