Admit It Lyrics by Lil Wayne, Rich The Kid is latest English song with music also given by 03 Greedo, 808 Jayy, Bloublood, Hurtboy AG, Koncept P, Murda Beatz, Smash David, Swauv, Swede, Tay Keith, TheLabCook. Admit It song lyrics are written by Lil Wayne, Rich The Kid.
Admit It Song Detail
| Song Name: | Admit It |
| Singer: | Lil Wayne, Rich The Kid |
| Composer: | 03 Greedo, 808 Jayy, Bloublood, Hurtboy AG, Koncept P, Murda Beatz & Others |
| Lyrics by: | Lil Wayne, Rich The Kid |
Admit It Lyrics
I admit it (I admit it)
I was wrong but I had too get it (had too get it)
Ain’t finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (add it up)
More like 7 figures (figures)
My dream was too be a rich ni^^a (rich ni^^a)
Studio in the basement ticking (ticking)
Young ni^^as pulling them triggers
Why you mad at me ‘cuz my bills paid?
I put lean in my lemonade
Throw the lunch money in the third grade
I told my teacher we could shoot the fade
My bi^^h roll with me like cascade
In jail I learned too play the spades
Now I wake up and I got a maid
So many games I ain’t never played
Thеse rappers roaches, need somе f^^king raid
Don’t need an uber, got an escalade
Stacking money, I been living great
She f^^k me so good that I woke up late
I admit I was hustling til I ..
Ran off on the plug, I gave him counterfeit
I admit it (I admit it)
I was wrong but I had to get it (had to get it)
Ain’t finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (add it up)
More like 7 figures (figures)
My dream was to be a rich ni^^a (rich ni^^a)
Studio in the basement ticking (ticking)
Young ni^^as pulling them triggers
I admit it, you done me wrong but I am glad you did it, yeahh
Could have got you back but I got back to business, bi^^h, ohh
You know I am a god, you gotta act religious, bi^^h
Had to cut you off and give your a^s the scissors, bi^^h, ohh
I like my bi^^h new, yeahh
.. My hair back. Uh
Grabbing s^^t, .., yeahh
I used to stare at her cat, I tell that s^^t ruff
She catching flashbacks, that what that d**k do
But I admit it I was f^^ked up
But I ain’t trippin’, I kept it one hundred
The dumbest bi^^hes have dumb luck
I ain’t get stuck
And with all I was given I ain’t give up
Thought I was living, I ain’t live enough
I had to cut your a^s out the picture
So I took your picture and I cut it up
I admit it (I admit it)
I was wrong but I had too get it (had too get it)
Ain’t finna be working no job that pay $7.50
(add it up) (I admit it)
More like 7 figures (figures) (yeahh)
My dream was to be a rich ni^^a (rich ni^^a)
Studio in the basement ticking (ticking) (yeahh)
Young ni^^as pulling them triggers
I admit it, you done me wrong but I am glad you did it, yeahh
Could’ve got you back but I got back to business, bi^^h, ohh
You know I am a god, you gotta act religious, bi^^h, ohh
Had to cut you off and give your a^s the scissors, bi^^h, ohh
I like my bi^^h new, she like my bi^^h too
And she .. Too
But I admit it I was f^^ked up
I admit I am a trust fund, babyy