Admit It
Niggas hate me, they see greatness but don't wanna admit it
She like baby I want time but I'm too committed
Free Omertà Out The Slam he just got convicted
Sippin drank, countin cash think I'm getting addicted
I don't need assistance, No Made it this far on my own
Kick down every door that close
I can't stop till all us blow
Blew a five before I seen a ten and did it all again
If she ain't gon' bring none in,Then she can't talk to me
If her fly don't match my fly, then she can't walk with me
That can't turn me in the street, huh, I'm in the streets
I clutch on heats and count my cheese, like quesadillas, huh
Run it up like fourth and inches Think he a badass, boy, get whipped with switches
We gon' do no missin' Double back, make sure we hit him
After that, I'm back to riches Matter of fact, I been on that
I never stop, thuggin a goon, I'm a goblin Trigger finger, throbbing'
Tryna catch a, huh, huh, tryna catch a hat, look
What's that in the back, huh, what's that, that's a scat, huh
Skrrrrrt Pull off where we at, I-15, we back in the land, huh
None of this was planned, no, put it in my hand, bae
When I'm done, fuckin from the back, pop this plan B, she nasty
She gon' pop a X and she get nasty, she nasty, huh
We pop out, all of a sudden, now she classy Hit the club and she get ratchet, she still a bad bitch
I'm stealing your bitch, I'm still with your bitch, huh
facilitate the play, then I score, I feel like Jokic
I feel like Jokic, facilitate the play, then I score, I feel like Jokic
Niggas hate me, they see greatness, but don't wanna admit it, huh
She like, baby, I'm on time, but I'm too committed, huh
Free Omertà out the slam, he just got convicted
Sippin' drink, count cash, think I'm gettin' addicted
Y'all can't grind like me, get fly like me
Definitely can't shine like me
Get your life together, lil' niggaa, before you lose it
Don't get mad over no bitch that's choosin
Worried about a bitch and not money, then you a loser, I'm top ten
Top, top ten, ooh, yeah, I'm top ten
Shhh, nigga, stop playin
Before we hit your blocks, sprayin'
She like baby I want time but I'm too committed
Free Omertà Out The Slam he just got convicted
Sippin drank, countin cash think I'm getting addicted
I don't need assistance, No Made it this far on my own
Kick down every door that close
I can't stop till all us blow
Blew a five before I seen a ten and did it all again
If she ain't gon' bring none in,Then she can't talk to me
If her fly don't match my fly, then she can't walk with me
That can't turn me in the street, huh, I'm in the streets
I clutch on heats and count my cheese, like quesadillas, huh
Run it up like fourth and inches Think he a badass, boy, get whipped with switches
We gon' do no missin' Double back, make sure we hit him
After that, I'm back to riches Matter of fact, I been on that
I never stop, thuggin a goon, I'm a goblin Trigger finger, throbbing'
Tryna catch a, huh, huh, tryna catch a hat, look
What's that in the back, huh, what's that, that's a scat, huh
Skrrrrrt Pull off where we at, I-15, we back in the land, huh
None of this was planned, no, put it in my hand, bae
When I'm done, fuckin from the back, pop this plan B, she nasty
She gon' pop a X and she get nasty, she nasty, huh
We pop out, all of a sudden, now she classy Hit the club and she get ratchet, she still a bad bitch
I'm stealing your bitch, I'm still with your bitch, huh
facilitate the play, then I score, I feel like Jokic
I feel like Jokic, facilitate the play, then I score, I feel like Jokic
Niggas hate me, they see greatness, but don't wanna admit it, huh
She like, baby, I'm on time, but I'm too committed, huh
Free Omertà out the slam, he just got convicted
Sippin' drink, count cash, think I'm gettin' addicted
Y'all can't grind like me, get fly like me
Definitely can't shine like me
Get your life together, lil' niggaa, before you lose it
Don't get mad over no bitch that's choosin
Worried about a bitch and not money, then you a loser, I'm top ten
Top, top ten, ooh, yeah, I'm top ten
Shhh, nigga, stop playin
Before we hit your blocks, sprayin'
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Writer(s): Ahdonnus Franklin
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