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I Admit - Quando Rondo
Lyrics by：Tyquain Bowman/Jacoby Cherry/Anton Ingvarsson
Q R N
I admit I treated you just like dog and misled you
I hope you found somebody better
Who on a whole 'nother level
We love to swing iron in my section
On the street where I met her
Pain in my eyes but I'm still steppin'
On my grind I can't let up
All to the one that I love
She know it's never no pressure
I get this feeling from you dog
I know I gotta do better
Just like my pistol keep you tucked
You know you my lil' Beretta
I got this feeling you bad luck
So when you leave don't be extra
These ******* live off social media
And plus they goal's competition
I guess you don't fit the criteria
Your love what I'm missing
Shorty sort of like a bacteria
She feel me with sickness
So I ordered up all the nearest
I don't give a **** 'bout y'all friendship
You'd be a stupid ************
To put your trust in a ho
If you know just like I know
Just like the wind they gon' go
What I **** you seekin' for attention
I guess that's what rock your boat
Same day you run out all them Benjis
She gon' leave 'cause you broke
She pull up screamin' out my
Name all on the block I be on
She always tell me tote that flame
When I post on my street corner
I got lil' mama on my brain
Can't get her off I'm weak for her
Can't even lie I played it lame
I really did lil' ma wrong
I admit I treated you just like dog and misled you
I hope you found somebody better
Who on a whole 'nother level
We love to swing iron in my section
On the street where I met her
Pain in my eyes but I'm still steppin'
On my grind I can't let up
All to the one that I love
She know it's never no pressure
I get this feeling from you dog
I know I gotta do better
Just like my pistol keep you tucked
You know you my lil' Beretta
I got this feeling you bad luck
So when you leave don't be extra
I'ma pour that drank up in a Pepsi Cola
Ride 'round with that
Draco in a four-seater yeah
Ayy whole hundred racks
I'ma go break the bank
I'ma **** from the back
Pull out nut on her face
**** it up with the mac
We not leavin' the trace
I'm in love with your a*s
But I need me some space
N***a know for a fact
He get shot in the face
I be sippin' on act'
Got that **** by the case
Swear lil' shorty the baddest
I think that she blasian
Got a K with a strap 'cause
These n***as be hating
My lil' bro in the trap
Tryna run up some paper
Ain't a point where you at
I might post up in Frazier
Red scope on the back
Got the Glock with the laser
Give a **** where you at
We be throwin' up Neighbors
Oh yeah
Girl I know I did you wrong
That's why I'm makin' this song
I'm talkin' soon as we get home
I wanna see in your thong
That Chinese bang like you Hong Kong
After I **** just leave me 'lone
Like girl I know I did you wrong
I admit I treated you just like dog and misled you
I hope you found somebody better
Who on a whole 'nother level
We love to swing iron in my section
On the street where I met her
Pain in my eyes but I'm still steppin'
On my grind I can't let up
All to the one that I love
She know it's never no pressure
I get this feeling from you dog
I know I gotta do better
Just like my pistol keep you tucked
You know you my lil' Beretta
I got this feeling you bad luck
So when you leave don't be extra
