Admit It

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
A-And my gang be asking why the fuck I keep doing that shit
Doing that shit, I'm moved— I'm moved away, can't admit on it
Yo— Yo' bitch on dick, she gon' spit on it
They like, "Hop on this ho", then get lit on it
They say, "Yo' music ass", take a shit on it
How you cop yo' new swag? Guess you bit on it
How you bought yo' bag, nigga? Niggas on dick
Bitch, I own it, yo' bitch on dick, she moanin'
I'm like, why you showin' shit? Yeah
Why you showin' shit? Yeah
The whole clique on yo' ass
Boy, stop clonin'
Boy, I bought that bag for yo' bitch
Nigga, stop hoeing, yeah
Nigga, stop hoeing, yeah
Nigga, stop hoeing, yeah
That boy fat, need twenty-piece
Bitch, I stack the racks, don't envy me
Climb the top like MVP, yeah
Hit the phone like—
Yo' bitch hit the phone, like
Y'all be acting like y'all don't know right
A nigga blinging, got the diamonds show right

[Outro]
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, bitch