Mondo

[Heavy bass kicks in, maybe some bird screech SFX]Yeah... Mondo. You know how we moving. G95, get sticky. Look.

Mondo drive up, this a foreign, not a Hondo Westside get sprayed, leave his body full of Bondo Mansion lifestyle, I could never live in condos High in the sky, condor—yeah, that’s a bird, caw!

I’m taking mine, then I’m coming back for yours I don't knock—I just kick down the double doors Name Mondo, big dog, yeah, I’m top tier Take your bitch, she gon' fondle, keep her right here.

Might leave with a hickey, G95 getting sticky Talking out your neck? Boy, the situation’s tricky Come and find out, see what we about Ask too many questions, we’ll take your whole mind out.

I’m the one they mention when the pressure getting heavy I’m already at the finish, you just getting ready See the muzzle flash, now your vision looking blurry I don’t do the talkin', keep the hitters in a hurry.

Got a hundred on the dash, move the foreign like a phantom Everything I drop, yeah, the city make it anthem They was sleepin' on me, now they wakin' to a nightmare I’m a king in my city, you a tourist—you just stay there. Fuckin Haole

Weight on my shoulders, but I never let it fold me I’m the same Mondo that the OGs told me Keep a circle small, keep the heat on the side If it’s smoke, let it linger, we ain't never gonna hide.

Check the scoreboard, yeah, the numbers don't lie I’m the one that’s climbin', you the one that’s gonna die... ...down, quiet, you ain't making no noise I’m a man among children, yeah, I’m done playin' toys.