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skyte - #admitit lyrics

#admitit lyrics
[verse]
i know my ex h+lla mad, she know i’m the man, it’ll take her some time to admit
i done ran up on a bag i know n+ggas mad, i got the sh+t jumping like crickets
hold up, she say my name when i’m in it
she want that skyte d+ck, go cop a ticket
thick ass booty man it look like a biscuit
i’m tryna cheat on my b+tch imma risk it
only thing that touch her lips is my d+ck tip
b+tch i’m blow in this sh+t i’m relentless
b+tch i’m like no other
my brother said f+ck a gun he got cutter
we ain’t finna speak on that its undercover
i walk in the bank on me i feel like gunna
my choppa just spaz and clap it sound thunder
that b+tch finna hit yo momma and your brother
i slide on these beats bеtter than some b+tter
my flow just keeps hеating up like “is it summer?”
brought it from the bottom n+gga yeah the gutta
i run up on him like boy give me them racks
you can call all of the n+ggas you know in the world but i swear you ain’t getting it back
don’t understand how a n+gga can chase down a b+tch you need to go chase down a sack
soon as i download the beat and put it in fl you know that that sh+t is a wrap
we catching bodies and smoking they pack
this b+tch caught me cheating i’m still finna cap
i put it on god i’m still finna cap on that ho
from the back i be smacking that ho
n+ggas keep playing, this gat finna blow
this n+gga p+ssy he cap bout a pole
solluminati, i’m sn+tching his soul
that’s right lil n+gga imma sn+tch that
got two big stick in my backpack
you a lame n+gga trapping on snapchat
oh my god
oh my god
oh my god
oh my god
how you still broke need to go get a job
rod stay on me like the wizard of ozz
i done came up and i look like a boss
she want my d+ck but it come with a cost
yeah you better pay up
when it turn night i stay up
i end the night with my nut on her makeup
booty so thick thought this hoe from jamaica
roll up a wood while i count up my paper
f+ck ’bout a cape i would never go save her
b+tch i’m mcqueen and your n+gga is mater
i do not know you don’t ask for no favor
u catch this fade i ain’t taking no taper
i’ll have you running for myles no maker
go hide ya b+tch i’m still finna take her

- skyte lyrics

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