[Intro: Rich The Kid]
(Woo)

[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
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 (Hell nah)
More like seven figures (Figures)
My dream was to be a rich n***a (Rich n***a)
Studio in the basement, Tigger (Tigger)
Young n***as out, pulling them triggers (Woo)

[Verse 1: Rich the Kid]
Why you mad at me 'cause my bills paid? (Bills paid)
I put lean in my lemonade (Lean)
Throw the lunch money in the third grade (Third grade)
I told my teacher we could shoot the fade (Woo)
My bitch roll with me like cascade (Cascade)
In jail, I learned to play the spadеs (Play the spades)
Now I wake up and I got a maid (Got a maid)
So many gamеs I ain't never played (Ha)
These rappers roaches, need some fuckin' Raid (Fuckin' Raid)
Don't need an Uber, got an Escalade (Escalade)
Stacking money, I been living great (Living great)
She fuck me so good that I woke up late (Ha)
I admit (I admit)
I was hustling 'til I went legit (went legit)
Ran off on the plug
I gave him counterfeit (Ha)
[Chorus: Rich the Kid]
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 (Hell nah)
More like seven figures (Figures)
My dream was to be a rich n***a (Rich n***a)
Studio in the basement, Tigger (Tigger)
Young n***as out, pulling them triggers (Woo)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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 the god
You gotta act religious, bitch
Ooh, had to cut you off
And give your ass the scissors, bitch
Ooh, yeah
I like my bitch new, yeah
Let me flick my hair back, uh
Ravishing Rick Rude, yeah
I used to stare at her cat, uh
I tell that shit "Roof"
She catching flashbacks
That what that dick do
But I admit it, I was fucked 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, uh
[Chorus: Rich the Kid & Lil Wayne]
I admit it (I admit it, yeah)
I was wrong, but I had to get it (Had to get it, yeah, yeah)
Ain't finna be working no job
That pay $7.50 (Hell nah, I admit it)
More like seven figures (Figures, yeah)
My dream was to be a rich n***a (Rich n***a, I admit it)
Studio in the basement, Tigger (Tigger, yeah)
Young n***as out, pulling them triggers (Woo)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
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
I admit it, I was fucked up
I admit, I'm a Trust Fund Baby