admit it (Explicit) (Single Version)
bbno$"admit it (Explicit) (Single Version)" is a song by bbno$, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:10 long and contains 57 lines and 433 words.
Lyrics
0:00admit it (Single Version) - bbno$/lentra/TrippyThaKid
0:08Ay no one does it better I'll admit it
0:11Cocky under pressure I'll admit it
0:13Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it
0:15Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do
0:18Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot
0:20Big buck hunt go shot for shot
0:22If you wanna scrap pull up pull up
0:24Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll
0:27I'ma pipe it up I'ma heat it up
0:29I'ma munch you little s**t you little buttercup
0:31I ain't take no risk only drop them hits
0:33Rap game with a condom I'm gon' really save my s**t
0:35Please say please you rude b***h
0:38When I speak it's a sale pitch
0:40Now I'm uh real rich
0:42Maury Povich now you under pressure
0:45Diamonds never break 'cause they real
0:46Leased ten tracks yeah now I got a deal
0:48Mix blue and green yeah baby call it teal
0:51I got money now huh I did it with ease
0:55Every single time I smell your bulls**t I sneeze
0:57One two three yeah I know my A B C's
0:59W X Y Z yeah suck on these
1:02No one does it better I'll admit it
1:04Cocky under pressure I'll admit it
1:06Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it
1:08Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do
1:11Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot
1:13Big buck hunt go shot for shot
1:15If you wanna scrap pull up pull up
1:17Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll
1:19Tummy kinda hurtin' 'bout to kill it like a murder
1:21Dippin' while I'm sippin' I'm wishin' I'm Timmy Turner
1:24Turn up bumpin' big trippy and bbnobucks
1:26So tough team always eatin' you gettin' no lunch
1:28Hold up lookin' at the skyline
1:30Feelin' hella down but like I'm fine
1:32P***y motherf**ker got nine lives
1:35Phone lookin' grown on nine nine
1:37'Bout to be battlin' war always been happenin'
1:39Motherf**kers talkin' but they never did nothin' before
1:41Trippy been goin' on tour
1:42Drunk as a fish on the floor
1:43Higher than medical gas takin' me straight to the morgue
1:46I'm a dead man walkin'
1:48Gettin' too drunk puttin' holes in the apartment
1:50Homie so pissed at the kid but I'm sorry
1:52Uh I'll admit it I'll admit it I'll admit it I'm gone
1:54No one does it better I'll admit it
1:57Cocky under pressure I'll admit it
1:59Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it
2:01Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do
2:04Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot
2:06Big buck hunt go shot for shot
2:08If you wanna scrap pull up pull up
2:10Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll
admit it (Single Version) - bbno$/lentra/TrippyThaKid Ay no one does it better I'll admit it Cocky under pressure I'll admit it Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot Big buck hunt go shot for shot If you wanna scrap pull up pull up Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll I'ma pipe it up I'ma heat it up I'ma munch you little s**t you little buttercup I ain't take no risk only drop them hits Rap game with a condom I'm gon' really save my s**t Please say please you rude b***h When I speak it's a sale pitch Now I'm uh real rich Maury Povich now you under pressure Diamonds never break 'cause they real Leased ten tracks yeah now I got a deal Mix blue and green yeah baby call it teal I got money now huh I did it with ease Every single time I smell your bulls**t I sneeze One two three yeah I know my A B C's W X Y Z yeah suck on these No one does it better I'll admit it Cocky under pressure I'll admit it Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot Big buck hunt go shot for shot If you wanna scrap pull up pull up Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll Tummy kinda hurtin' 'bout to kill it like a murder Dippin' while I'm sippin' I'm wishin' I'm Timmy Turner Turn up bumpin' big trippy and bbnobucks So tough team always eatin' you gettin' no lunch Hold up lookin' at the skyline Feelin' hella down but like I'm fine P***y motherf**ker got nine lives Phone lookin' grown on nine nine 'Bout to be battlin' war always been happenin' Motherf**kers talkin' but they never did nothin' before Trippy been goin' on tour Drunk as a fish on the floor Higher than medical gas takin' me straight to the morgue I'm a dead man walkin' Gettin' too drunk puttin' holes in the apartment Homie so pissed at the kid but I'm sorry Uh I'll admit it I'll admit it I'll admit it I'm gone No one does it better I'll admit it Cocky under pressure I'll admit it Oops I changed the weather I'll admit it Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll do Really 'bout my gouda a lot a lot Big buck hunt go shot for shot If you wanna scrap pull up pull up Baby aggro rollin' up the payroll
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