I Admit (Explicit)

I Admit (Explicit) - 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