I Can Admit It (feat. N8te) - 7exen

I admit it, I admit it, I admit it I admit it, I admit it, I admit it I admit it, I admit it, I admit it I admit it, I admit it, I admit it Hit it, flick it, wet it, lick it Smoke and chill, try to ceil Higher power, psychedelics Higher bass, that's a challenge Marijuana, sex, bodies Louis V, Gucci, Prada Money problems ain't no problem Put your hands up Damn Damn Pasties on the titties (I admit it, I admit it) 'Bout 20 thousand bitches (I admit it, I admit it) I ain't taking any pictures (I admit it, I admit it) But my purchases got me fitted (I admit it, I admit it) I admit it, I admit it, I admit it I admit it, I admit it, I admit it I admit it, I admit it, I admit it I admit it, I admit it, I admit it (I admit it, I admit it) (I admit it, I admit it) (I admit it, I admit it) (I admit it, I admit it) Perks, I'm tipsy, lean Let get it, get it in Money on the ceilin' Checks, how you feelin'? (Uh)

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I took a tango with some mini mes They tryna catch my steez again We enemies I need patience fore I squeeze again No friend of me We can't come close close casting once our season end It's like I got a lease on friends A freeze on friends I'm so calm and cool off it Cus see my eyes be onna profit I'm a prophet pushing positivity No liability if you don't feel me Say deal with it as ya please We too committed I admit it Yea I admit it Me and my crew nah yea we wit it I admit it I'm true to this shit like da yankee fitted I admit it We walkin these streets movin real different Yea I admit it Yea I admit it Yea I admit it Me and my niggas yea we different Check out da crew Check what we do Yea we do it Check how we do it When we in the north east to da west Check what we do I swear we be da best yea check how we do While niggas is talking I relay I'm racking up straight from the CA I'm putting rosé on the PA Just to make it holy for the sake of it See the patience though That's the real of it Bitch I'm making gains Yeah I'm lifting shit Hoping bright skies in the future tense And the holy grail I hope I'm making sense Afro soul sounds we golden Ya we sold out we chosen We the up and coming We the main event Yeah we talking greatness We gone talk our shit Makin record after record after record How the weather When the sun is out We running ragers DC real deal Movin paces Thanks you love and graces Oh lawd I'll admit it Rockstars with me fitted The white bentley tinted Can't live without her Imma leave her glistening I wish you would listen I wish you would listen No aborting the mission Aborting the mission No aborting the mission If Seph be the Jordan Then Nex be the Pippen If Nex be the Burrow Then Joe be the Mixon Listen You niggas is tripping You niggas is tripping Go off the deep end Retrieving what I know You ain't my bleed You ain't my bro You ain't my bleed You ain't my bro If I can't leave Then you can't go Why you gon leave me Where you gon go I gotta breathe on the beat I gotta breathe in the beat I gotta crawl to my feet I can't give my all while leaking I can't give my all while leaking I gotta be everything momma knew I could be Believe me We dem golden childs Yea it been a while since you seen young niggas like we Finna run it back like twenty years Still be relevant on da scene Matta fact, relevancy don't matter to me Afro soul sounds be da legacy Undoubtfully, we went three for three Made up and cleaned up the beat In the batters box Drive it five hundred feet All rise to the judge We don't fuck with feds We the ones who send you where you needa go Humiliate you and take yo bread Not jail got my Jesus feets on Fuck with my sisters end up in hell Stomping down like we just jumped a rail Dreadloc supremacy Step to me with proper energy I need more for me I need more to eat I need MOR with me Jewels round my neck like I crossed the greeks Took the Sefu out the stone right across the creek (uh) We was in Northeast Gemini in my moon But my stars are born in pairs

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Okay Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Wonderful beauty queen You're the only one for me It don't matter how it seems But you can come kick it with me Well, can I ask you, baby Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Well, I'm gone, gone Ayy, it's that Bobby Boy, better known as chocolate and vanilla Ain't another iller, I'm that new to godzilla I feel a sensation, vibration comin' on Walk up in the spot like a motherfuckin' don What's up with you, shorty? Tryna get to know you I know we went to school together, that's the old you Never told you how I felt, I feel I owed you Never really tried to talk to you because of old you But beautiful, beautiful, beautiful girl Don't you walk out my world Everything that the boy feel for you, girl It compiles my world Tell me that you're satisfied Without me right by your side No, no, please don't run and hide Let your man give you a ride No, no, please don't run and hide (Skippity, bop, bop, na, na, na, na) (La da-da, la da-da da da-da da) Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Well, I'm gone, gone and Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Can I kick it? Yes, you can! Well, I'm gone, gone and Wonderful beauty queen You're the only one for me It don't matter how it seems But you can come kick it with me Well, can I ask you, baby