Fitness Class
NY is the home but I love them Cali trees
In the Stuy I'm a saint
In LA I'm a P
Up and down Melrose
Bringing hoes down to they knees
They out to choose, they down to smoke
They down to fuck me and the team
But I'm selfish with my bitches
Like my spliff is all for me
I got very expensive britches
She wanna' see what's underneath
I got your Lucy sippin' Dusse
While you xan with that lean
That's probably why
You ain't see win since 2016
We the wav from the 9 all way to the 6
Hoes love me from the bay all the way out to Brixton
Bad boy Dennis Rodman 89 Pistons
You trash boy riding on them G League benches
Me and Mitch stomping through the city with a vengeance
Your bitch give me bop while I'm Netflix binging
Me and Ish in the booth, the chip we defending
Your bitch here too
We don't want her she just cheering
Pull up to the scene
Isher Roth got a full bag of the green
Baby girl fat ass full of protein
She said she like her meat
Like her guys, real lean
Tell me one thing
What you really bring?
To this whole equation
Baby girl you minus things
You so flexible
But that brain ain't the same
She go fitness class
To get the gossip yo' ass
She hitting fitness class
Cause that pole gettin trash
She go fitness class
To get the gossip yo' ass
She hitting fitness class
Cause that pole gettin trash
Shawty real bad so her na gettin mad
Shawty fuck with real ones so he always spaz
Put it on my tab when the shit getting good
Going out for drinks blow ya back in the hood
Never understood why they trapped in the hood
In the Stuy I'm a saint
In LA I'm a P
Up and down Melrose
Bringing hoes down to they knees
They out to choose, they down to smoke
They down to fuck me and the team
But I'm selfish with my bitches
Like my spliff is all for me
I got very expensive britches
She wanna' see what's underneath
I got your Lucy sippin' Dusse
While you xan with that lean
That's probably why
You ain't see win since 2016
We the wav from the 9 all way to the 6
Hoes love me from the bay all the way out to Brixton
Bad boy Dennis Rodman 89 Pistons
You trash boy riding on them G League benches
Me and Mitch stomping through the city with a vengeance
Your bitch give me bop while I'm Netflix binging
Me and Ish in the booth, the chip we defending
Your bitch here too
We don't want her she just cheering
Pull up to the scene
Isher Roth got a full bag of the green
Baby girl fat ass full of protein
She said she like her meat
Like her guys, real lean
Tell me one thing
What you really bring?
To this whole equation
Baby girl you minus things
You so flexible
But that brain ain't the same
She go fitness class
To get the gossip yo' ass
She hitting fitness class
Cause that pole gettin trash
She go fitness class
To get the gossip yo' ass
She hitting fitness class
Cause that pole gettin trash
Shawty real bad so her na gettin mad
Shawty fuck with real ones so he always spaz
Put it on my tab when the shit getting good
Going out for drinks blow ya back in the hood
Never understood why they trapped in the hood
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Writer(s): Donte Fryar
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