Admit It

Lyrics

[Intro: Rich The Kid] (Woo) [Chorus: Rich the Kid] 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 (Hell nah) More like seven figures (Figures) My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga) Studio in the basement, Tigger (Tigger) Young niggas out, pulling them triggers (Woo) [Verse 1: Rich the Kid] Why you mad at me 'cause my bills paid? (Bills paid) I put lean in my lemonade (Lean) Throw the lunch money in the third grade (Third grade) I told my teacher we could shoot the fade (Woo) My bitch roll with me like cascade (Cascade) In jail, I learned to play the spadеs (Play the spades) Now I wake up and I got a maid (Got a maid) So many gamеs I ain't never played (Ha) These rappers roaches, need some fuckin' Raid (Fuckin' Raid) Don't need an Uber, got an Escalade (Escalade) Stacking money, I been living great (Living great) She fuck me so good that I woke up late (Ha) I admit (I admit) I was hustling 'til I went legit (went legit) Ran off on the plug I gave him counterfeit (Ha) [Chorus: Rich the Kid] 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 (Hell nah) More like seven figures (Figures) My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga) Studio in the basement, Tigger (Tigger) Young niggas out, pulling them triggers (Woo) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I admit it You done me wrong but I'm glad you did it Yeah, could've got you back But I got back to business, bitch Ooh, you know I'm the god You gotta act religious, bitch Ooh, had to cut you off And give your ass the scissors, bitch Ooh, yeah I like my bitch new, yeah Let me flick my hair back, uh Ravishing Rick Rude, yeah I used to stare at her cat, uh I tell that shit "Roof" She catching flashbacks That what that dick do But I admit it, I was fucked up But I ain't trippin', I kept it one-hundred The dumbest bitches have dumb luck But when shit got sticky, 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 ass out the picture So I took your picture and I cut it up, uh [Chorus: Rich the Kid & Lil Wayne] I admit it (I admit it, yeah) I was wrong, but I had to get it (Had to get it, yeah, yeah) Ain't finna be working no job That pay $7.50 (Hell nah, I admit it) More like seven figures (Figures, yeah) My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga, I admit it) Studio in the basement, Tigger (Tigger, yeah) Young niggas out, pulling them triggers (Woo) [Outro: Lil Wayne] I admit it You done me wrong but I'm glad you did it Yeah, could've got you back But I got back to business, bitch Ooh, you know I'm a god You gotta act religious, bitch Ooh, had to cut you off And give your ass the scissors, bitch Ooh I like my bitch new She like my bitch too And she gon' like Rich too Trust Fund, yeah I like my bitches new I admit it, I was fucked up I admit, I'm a Trust Fund Baby