admit it (Explicit) (Single Version)

admit it - bbno$/lentra/TrippyThaKid

Ay no one does it better I'll admit it

Cocky under pressure I'll admit it

Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it

Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do

Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot

Big buck hunt go shot for shot

If you wanna scrap pull up pull up

Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll

I'ma pipe it up I'ma heat it up

I'ma munch you little s**t you little buttercup

I ain't take no risk only drop them hits

Rap game with a condom I'm gon' really save my s**t

Please say please you rude b***h

When I speak it's a sale pitch

Now I'm uh real rich

Maury Povich now you under pressure

Diamonds never break 'cause they real

Leased ten tracks yeah now I got a deal

Mix blue and green yeah baby call it teal

I got money now huh I did it with ease

Every single time I smell your bulls**t I sneeze

One two three yeah I know my A B C's

W X Y Z yeah suck on these

No one does it better I'll admit it

Cocky under pressure I'll admit it

Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it

Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do

Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot

Big buck hunt go shot for shot

If you wanna scrap pull up pull up

Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll

Tummy kinda hurtin' 'bout to kill it like a murder

Dippin' while I'm sippin' I'm wishin' I'm Timmy Turner

Turn up bumpin' big trippy and bbnobucks

So tough team always eatin' you gettin' no lunch

Hold up lookin' at the skyline

Feelin' hella down but like I'm fine

P***y motherf**ker got nine lives

Phone lookin' grown on nine nine

'Bout to be battlin' war always been happenin'

Motherf**kers talkin' but they never did nothin' before

Trippy been goin' on tour

Drunk as a fish on the floor

Higher than medical gas takin' me straight to the morgue

I'm a dead man walkin'

Gettin' too drunk puttin' holes in the apartment

Homie so pissed at the kid but I'm sorry

Uh I'll admit it I'll admit it I'll admit it I'm gone

No one does it better I'll admit it

Cocky under pressure I'll admit it

Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it

Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do

Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot

Big buck hunt go shot for shot

If you wanna scrap pull up pull up

Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll