[00:00.000] 作词 : Jason "Diet" Silber/Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/David A Marcus
[00:00.232] 作曲 : Jason "Diet" Silber/Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/David A Marcus
[00:00.464]I admit it (I admit it)
[00:01.665]I was wrong but I had to get it (Had to get it)
[00:04.098]Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (Add it up)
[00:07.348]More like seven figures (Figures)
[00:08.603]My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
[00:10.100]Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking)
[00:11.598]Young niggas pulling them triggers
[00:13.047]Why you mad at me 'cause my bills paid?
[00:14.792]I put lean in my lemonade
[00:16.290]Throw the lunch money in the third grade
[00:17.793]I told my teacher we could shoot the fade
[00:19.302]My bitch roll with me like cascade
[00:20.788]In jail I learned to play the spades
[00:22.553]Now I wake up and I got a maid
[00:24.224]So many games I ain't never played
[00:25.726]Thеse rappers roaches, need somе ****in' Raid
[00:27.241]Don't need an Uber, got an Escalade
[00:28.919]Stacking money, I been living great
[00:30.424]She **** me so good that I woke up late
[00:31.933]I admit I was hustling til I went legit
[00:36.337]Ran off on the plug, I gave him counterfeit
[00:38.339]I admit it (I admit it)
[00:39.839]I was wrong but I had to get it (Had to get it)
[00:42.497]Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (Add it up)
[00:45.450]More like seven figures (Figures)
[00:46.682]My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
[00:48.201]Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking)
[00:49.933]Young niggas pulling them triggers
[00:51.191]I admit it, you done me wrong but I'm glad you did it, yeah
[00:55.151]Could've got you back but I got back to business, bitch, ooh
[00:58.399]You know I'm a god, you gotta act religious, bitch
[01:01.585]Had to cut you off and give your ass the scissors, bitch, ooh
[01:05.086]I like my bitch new, yeah
[01:06.826]Let me flick my hair back, uh
[01:08.326]Ravishing Rick Rude, yeah
[01:09.833]I used to stare at her cat, I tell that shit "ruff"
[01:13.274]She catching flashbacks, that what that dick do
[01:16.287]But I admit it, I was ****ed up
[01:18.025]But I ain't trippin', I kept it one hundred
[01:19.523]The dumbest bitches have dumb luck
[01:21.027]But when shit got sticky, I ain't get stuck
[01:22.780]And with all I was given, I ain't give up
[01:24.472]Thought I was living, I ain't live enough
[01:25.846]I had to cut your ass out the picture
[01:27.604]So I took your picture and I cut it up
[01:29.366]I admit it (I admit it)
[01:30.609]I was wrong but I had to get it (Had to get it)
[01:33.040]Ain't finna be working no job that pay $7.50 (Add it up) (I admit it)
[01:36.234]More like seven figures (Figures) (Yeah)
[01:37.490]My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
[01:39.240]Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking) (Yeah)
[01:40.739]Young niggas pulling them triggers
[01:41.989]I admit it, you done me wrong but I'm glad you did it, yeah
[01:46.187]Could've got you back but I got back to business, bitch, ooh
[01:49.379]You know I'm a god, you gotta act religious, bitch, ooh
[01:52.629]Had to cut you off and give your ass the scissors, bitch, ooh
[01:56.018]I like my bitch new, she like my bitch too
[01:59.038]And she gon' like Rich too
[02:00.776]Trust fund, yeah
[02:02.273]I like my bitches new
[02:03.786]But I admit it I was ****ed up
[02:05.527]I admit I'm a trust fund, baby

作词 : Jason "Diet" Silber/Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/David A Marcus
作曲 : Jason "Diet" Silber/Dwayne Carter/Dimitri Roger/Gamal “LunchMoney” Lewis/David A Marcus
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 (Add it up)
More like seven figures (Figures)
My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking)
Young niggas pulling them triggers
Why you mad at me 'cause my bills paid?
I put lean in my lemonade
Throw the lunch money in the third grade
I told my teacher we could shoot the fade
My bitch roll with me like cascade
In jail I learned to play the spades
Now I wake up and I got a maid
So many games I ain't never played
Thеse rappers roaches, need somе ****in' Raid
Don't need an Uber, got an Escalade
Stacking money, I been living great
She **** me so good that I woke up late
I admit I was hustling til I went legit
Ran off on the plug, I gave him counterfeit
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 (Add it up)
More like seven figures (Figures)
My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking)
Young niggas pulling them triggers
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
Had to cut you off and give your ass the scissors, bitch, ooh
I like my bitch new, yeah
Let me flick my hair back, uh
Ravishing Rick Rude, yeah
I used to stare at her cat, I tell that shit "ruff"
She catching flashbacks, that what that dick do
But I admit it, I was ****ed 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
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 (Add it up) (I admit it)
More like seven figures (Figures) (Yeah)
My dream was to be a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
Studio in the basement ticking (Ticking) (Yeah)
Young niggas pulling them triggers
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
But I admit it I was ****ed up
I admit I'm a trust fund, baby