Quando Rondo, P Yungin, Never Broke Again - Did Me Wrong lyrics
Quando Rondo [Tyquian Terrel Bowman] Savannah, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Quando Rondo, P Yungin, Never Broke Again - Did Me Wrong lyrics]
(Oh my God, DJ SHAWN, Trill C)
I'm like oh, oh, oh
You did me wrong at the end and I want out
You did me wrong
But in the end it's all gon' show
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibe
I just wanna have temptations in
The Maybach when I ride
Don't need no bitch who don't even love me
Don't even known me
I say I'm fifteen years old
I'm duckin' from the police
COS, your gang ain't lit
Pussy niggas talkin' shit
He talk that shit
You pick that choppa up and
Buss that nigga shit
Bitch, I been thuggin since a youngin'
Pussy bitch that's on Lil Trent
And I could put this on my friend
These pussy niggas ain't your friends
Catch a nigga down bad and leave
Him down bad in the wind
Mmm, mmm, spin again
I'm like oh, oh, oh
You did me wrong at the end and I want out
You did me wrong
But in the еnd it's all gon' show
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibе
I just wanna have temptations in
The Maybach when I ride
Extensions stuffed down in my denim
I guess that's part my fashion
(Hot, hot, woo)
I had to five-percent the window
Don't want no cameras flashin'
Inside of the rental, bitch
I'm still blue-flaggin' (Loc)
All for a profit
He be plottin' tryna get his bag up
I sip that lean and get so
High that I get sentimental (Woah)
Drop to my knees like "Lord, oh
Why I'm still stuck in the middle?" (Oh)
They always ask why bro so quiet (Yeah)
They don't know he a killer (He a killer)
So cold that why I don't go
What the trenches dealt us
I did some damage to the streets
But shit ain't no regrettin'
I might as well step as soon as
You way more than my best friend
I'm not gon' trip, like fuck that preacher
I'm like the trenches reverend
Go down that highway, Crip blue seats
Crippin'
We watched the sunset on the beach
Day 'fore that resurrection
Hard to pronounce without a C
'cause that's my favorite letter (Bah)
Don't make a sound
Late night we creep then up that big Beretta
(Bah) then we left the house, it was you
And me thought we was forever, yeah
I'm like oh, oh, oh
You did me wrong at the end and I want out
You did me wrong
But in the end it's all gon' show
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibe
I just wanna have temptations in
The Maybach when I ride
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibe
I just wanna have some temptations in
The Maybach when I ride
I'm like oh, oh, oh
You did me wrong at the end and I want out
You did me wrong
But in the end it's all gon' show
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibe
I just wanna have temptations in
The Maybach when I ride
Don't need no bitch who don't even love me
Don't even known me
I say I'm fifteen years old
I'm duckin' from the police
COS, your gang ain't lit
Pussy niggas talkin' shit
He talk that shit
You pick that choppa up and
Buss that nigga shit
Bitch, I been thuggin since a youngin'
Pussy bitch that's on Lil Trent
And I could put this on my friend
These pussy niggas ain't your friends
Catch a nigga down bad and leave
Him down bad in the wind
Mmm, mmm, spin again
I'm like oh, oh, oh
You did me wrong at the end and I want out
You did me wrong
But in the еnd it's all gon' show
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibе
I just wanna have temptations in
The Maybach when I ride
Extensions stuffed down in my denim
I guess that's part my fashion
(Hot, hot, woo)
I had to five-percent the window
Don't want no cameras flashin'
Inside of the rental, bitch
I'm still blue-flaggin' (Loc)
All for a profit
He be plottin' tryna get his bag up
I sip that lean and get so
High that I get sentimental (Woah)
Drop to my knees like "Lord, oh
Why I'm still stuck in the middle?" (Oh)
They always ask why bro so quiet (Yeah)
They don't know he a killer (He a killer)
So cold that why I don't go
What the trenches dealt us
I did some damage to the streets
But shit ain't no regrettin'
I might as well step as soon as
You way more than my best friend
I'm not gon' trip, like fuck that preacher
I'm like the trenches reverend
Go down that highway, Crip blue seats
Crippin'
We watched the sunset on the beach
Day 'fore that resurrection
Hard to pronounce without a C
'cause that's my favorite letter (Bah)
Don't make a sound
Late night we creep then up that big Beretta
(Bah) then we left the house, it was you
And me thought we was forever, yeah
I'm like oh, oh, oh
You did me wrong at the end and I want out
You did me wrong
But in the end it's all gon' show
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibe
I just wanna have temptations in
The Maybach when I ride
So go home, run home
I just wanna know your feeling, baby girl
Just come and vibe
I just wanna have some temptations in
The Maybach when I ride