Quando Rondo – War Baby (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Quando Rondo unveils the new “War Baby” song with a music video. The track was produced by vickyferribeats, Simo Fre & Xclusive. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the new music.

Quando Rondo War Baby

Things have felt rather quiet on Quando Rondo’s end but that might be because he’s stayed out of any antics that could make negative headlines. Instead, he’s been cooking up new music and was dropping new music consistently up until April when he dropped off “24.” And while it’s been a few months since that single dropped, he’s back in action with the release of his new single, “War Baby.” The latest from Quando Rondo finds him leaping into his emotions, and details grief and trauma from losing loved ones.

Quando Rondo unveiled his last project, Still Taking Risks in 2021. It seems like the recent singles are a strong sign that a follow-up project is on the way.

Quando Rondo – War Baby (prod. vickyferribeats, Simo Fre & Xclusive)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Xclusive made this
Yo Vicky
Simo Fre just killed this

[Verse 1]
Gas station, dirty up the soda bottle
When I went over your love, I thought I hit the lotto
I say, “Through the mud, I had to walk, nobody followed”

[Chorus]
Just done some prop’, and Fendi goggles for my red-eye (Skrrt, red-eye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle for the dead guys (Dead guys)
10.27, my whole roster duckin’ fed’ time (Coo-coo)
We be steady steppin’, wet they block up, make the headline
Glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with led lights (Uh-huh, grrah)
Hundred thousand dollars on the neck can shine, no headlight (Yeah)
I just got a feti’ for that fetish
Chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish
I had to get by

[Verse 2]
I’m at war, baby, ain’t no way to run (I’m at war, baby)
She always ask me why do I be in the streets and clutchin’ chrome (Ayy, uh)
Ambulance drive, I try to see them bust my dome (Oh)
Okay, okay, I just wish they leave me ‘lone
Before I signed I deal, I kinda wished that I had mattered
You know Lul Timmy shoot to kill, we let some shots off at whoever (Grrah, grrah)
Been ratchet in my past, I do my dance with my Beretta
We [?] static, action mags, we put him up, bitch, I’m the Devil
Homicidal thought, bled on the streets and not a stretcher
All this mud on my feet, baby, I’m nothin’ like the rest
That one wrong move’ll get you shot
I pray to God I’m not next up
My pain run deeper than the deepest, and you got the best of ’em
Just lay on my chest hon’

[Chorus]
Just done some prop’, and Fendi goggles for my red-eye (Skrrt, red-eye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle for the dead guys (Dead guys)
10.27, my whole roster duckin’ fed’ time (Coo-coo)
We be steady steppin’, wet they block up, make the headline
Glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with led lights (Uh-huh, grrah)
Hundred thousand dollars on the neck can shine, no headlight (Yeah)
I just got a feti’ for that fetish
Chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish
I had to, to get my head right