FIT OUT
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F*ck fitting in, Ima fit out Fat kid in gym, better sit out Its not about wins, that's what losers say So I live my day winning every way I can The way that y'all do it, y'all just think you can And the way that she move it like a seizure got me seizing up Baby seeing god gotta show 'em where the demons from If its a facade, f*ck a god, I be beaming up Scottie, Jordan, Rodman all in one Oh I'm tripled up If she sticking out her legs Never tripping up What's luck? Never heard of it, running off a blunt I should light a fire 'fore expired I be fired up Tired out Somehow not sleeping when I'm laying down Aim it round No matter how you flip it I'ma even out Teasing now Tryna leave it all before the weekend now Easing down Get out of New York its freezing out Wake up, make toast, get toasted Its my way to cope with the motions Coffee and Ibuprofen, neighbors saying it's too potent Perfume don't mask your aura I should leave before its pouring I mix them up, Pandora Left your earrings on my flooring Chrome roaming Let me zone out, sold out Showed up, rolled out Shaken, still cant close my mouth You make them thrills, I make her pounce I cant be filled by no amount Stop looking at them like they mountains and forget what this about F*ck fitting in, Ima fit out Fat kid in gym, better sit out Its not about wins, that's what losers say So I live my day winning every way I can The way that y'all do it, y'all just think you can And the way that she move it like a seizure got me seizing up Baby seeing god gotta show 'em where the demons from If its a facade, f*ck a god, I be beaming up No bench, we the only roster Dog speak French and the canine a monster Sea sick worst with the wave that'll haunt you Its my life I will die if I want to (Woah) Don't mean to alarm you The blues don't hit as hard as they used to Soon no getting rid of me, U2 One epiphany got me like, who you? Who you? I don't really know you like I used to Screw you, that's the only thing I really do boo Sue me, seems like days before gloomy Two piece, knock my soul into the looseleaf Now I do what I want like Uzi Why this girl be so confusing Call me mad and say you'll shoot me Colored gems, those fruits go loopy Hoops go stupid, oops I'll lose it Ooh la la la la, Im rooting For myself, voila Too caught up in all that I got Its a meal on my plate But I eat it like a deal on the steak The fake-out of ages, I break out the cage So underground, they bump in the grave F*ck fitting in, Ima fit out Fat kid in gym, better sit out Its not about wins, that's what losers say So I live my day winning every way I can The way that y'all do it, y'all just think you can And the way that she move it like a seizure got me seizing up Baby seeing god gotta show 'em where the demons from If its a facade, f*ck a god, I be beaming up Wake up, make toast, get toasted Its my way to cope with the motions Coffee and Ibuprofen, neighbors saying it's too potent Perfume don't mask your aura I should leave before its pouring I mix them up, Pandora Left your earrings on my flooring
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