Murda - Don't Like 2 Admit lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** [Verse 1: Quavo] Geeked up in the Beamer Swerving past Philips Arena Jewelry sick, got the measles Pull up on T's for a teaspoon Pop a perky for a fever Cookie got me having weasels I gave a b**h amnesia I bought my Rolex from a freezer Make my wrist have a seizure My hoe she so cold, no Keisha Pop a Molly ‘cause I need her I told my ho it's geek season Take a Xan on a flight Waking up in the midnight Hit the Hen, we ‘bout to fight Smoke a blunt, we gonna ride tonight I'm geeking, I'm stuck like a fire hydrant I'm sweating, I think I'm dehydrated Give me the blunt, n***a I light it You complaining just like a lil cry baby Pour a four of Act, it's tasting amazing When I pop a molly I might get you pregnant I'm having seals like I'm part of the Navy I'm a drug an*lyst, Quavo Skip Bayless [Hook: Quavo] I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** [Verse 2: Jose Guapo] They like to call me lil dope fiend I'm addicted to codeine I like to smoke out the Backwoods We ‘bout to roll up some more weed After I f** on this lil bitty b**h, she gon' need her a new weave I picture so dirty, I'm on morphine We poppin' pills like it's protein I can't get caught with no thot I f** and I'm kicking her out I let her boot up on the molly Now she got dick in her mouth My cup is so dirty and I'm popping Xans You don't get high, you don't understand You know I'm gon' lie if I'm on the stand I be getting high with my lady friend I can't even keep my composure I mix that lean with my sodas I text a b**h to come over I be too high to roll over We gon' hot box in a rover No you can't lean on my shoulder I was so high when we talked ‘bout what we talked ‘bout I forgot what I told ya [Hook: Quavo] I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** [Verse 3: Offset] I don't want to admit to the dope that I sell I'm scared of the feds and I'm scared you might tell Got bricks stashed up in the trunk in my Chevelle Dope on my scale, this the story I tell I got some shooters, kaka out they rugers Addicted to trappin' like why f** with roofies? Light up the gas and the air gets polluted Rollin' rollin' with the yellow diamonds like I looted I was 17, made a rack off that dope When I was 19, made a knot from a fork 20 years old, seen my granddaddy snort When you serving that blow people turn into ghosts That's that good dope, call it [?] Scraping that pot, scrape that pot, I get in them I trap that boy and that girl, different genders I got them chicken biscuits, Mrs. Winters Ran off with his pack, I told him come get it When I get to trapping, I'm focused, committed I'm a drug addict, I hate to admit it My diamonds from Elliot, not talking Missy Neighborhood crips in the VIP with me, Nipsey p**y boy, bombaclot, heard you was hissy My plug from out of town, he not from the city He come in once a month and drop off a ticket [Hook: Quavo] I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I guess you can say I'm a dope fiend I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't like to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh** I don't want to admit to that sh**