Ski Mask The Slump God - Admit It

Oh my God, Ronny
Admit it, admit it, admit it, admit it
Admit it, admit it, admit it, admit it
I'm somethin' like them indigenous
To something like them amphibians
'Cause the flow like water, still acidic
Cold-hearted like reptilian
Admit it, admit it, admit it, admit it
Admit it, admit it, admit it, admit it
I fuck up all the stats and tell 'em, "Check the analytics"
And what the fuck is a chart? I'm makin' double digits

I flood my wrist with rocks, my very own obelisk
Lookin' like Madara how this Prada jacket fit
Tell 'em set the club up, Ski on the way, it lit, lit, lit