Hit Different

I must admit I hit different
I must admit it I'm big 'pimpin daddy
I must admit it I'ma quit it
I must admit it...

Gone get an extra 20k
Put it straight in my dental
Pullin' your bitch
And it's not that I meant to
She stays pleased
Cause she knows that I exist
Bitch I'm rich
But I'm sorry I ain't kinfolk
Pull up like Urkel
Get it poppin like Winslow
Pop at your window
Hop in my Benzo
I be with extendos
You be with pretendos
Sippin on water
Made it hop it my wrist

How bout that
That's talent ain't it?
Bitch you me
Been talented always
This my flow
Get it patent on an off day
Even on an off day
I'm probably with a 'yonce
Benihibachi sipping on a latte
Wednesday thru Friday
Got business in the tri-states
Got hitters for a lost wage
Drop 40 on a nigga like
Sydney on an off day
(Ain't that right cuz?)

I must admit it
I Hit Different
I must admit it
I'm big pimpin'

Check my status
Be sure you ain't lost me
30 in her DGs
Carry shit cross state
Ross fit
Balmains
Soft Drinks
Cough stains
She started early morning
In my DMs like Carpe

I must admit it
I Hit Different
I must admit it
I'm lit listen!

Poppin' off shit
Tryna sell out the Barclay's
Bitch reached for the AUX
But I got CarPlay
No rings on her
Got me feeling like Barkley
Spinnin in a 'rari
Still in the driveway
Skrrrt!

I must admit it
I Hit Different
I must admit it
I'm big pimpin' daddy
I must admit I'ma quit it
I must admit it I'm just different daddy
Got me a different status
Got me the baddest women
Yeah my chick the baddest
I must admit it I Hit Different
I must admit I'm lit listen!



Credits
Writer(s): Taji Eggleston
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