FITTING

Sold out shows, bankrolls, AMGs and ghosts - IT'S ONLY FITTING
Lights get low when I'm wildin through the city city city city
Play it back, got a new tune - baby girl it's hitting hitting hitting
I joke with that, she said save that shit, I'm kidding kidding kidding
Late nights in the new crib, got the lights on
Baby it's FITTING FITTING, FITTING

Smile on her face, I just got it like that
Baby Imma hit it, and it hit it right back
Can't believe that I'm out here, I'm living like that
Always change, aint the same
Couldn't catch me like that
Got a nice face, and her thang ain't flat
Changed her type to cool from the Brads in the frats
Thinking bout teaching ways we all can get a stack
Put it all out for free and see who reads all that
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Popping out, and I'm blowing smoke, I caught a wave
Made a trip, back in 96, shit ain't never been the fucking same
Momma told me I could win, so I ain't listening to lames
Cuz I can take us farther than a smarter nigga
Who ain't never had a dream
Dripping in the city, got a couple niggas with me
s rocking where I live, when I tell you I'm on
Making all the cash
And it's all off the chain
100k in a year - and I did it through the phone
Balling, looking like I'm Davante in a zone
Got these niggas on the call, like I'm Zion with the ball
Taking meetings everyday, man the shit ain't been the same
Making plays at the rim, eating Ramen in the fall

Lights get low when I'm wildin through the city city city city
Play it back, got a new tune - baby girl it's hitting hitting hitting
I joke with that, she said save that shit, I'm kidding kidding kidding
Late nights in the new crib, got the lights on
Baby it's FITTING FITTING FITTING

Imma take off, put in overtime
Fucking with a dime, but it's over right
Man this shit is nice, I play in Anaheim
Went and turned my page, God gives me signs
Rapping in the city, need a co-to-sign
Gonna put on shows, be my own supply
Go from door to door, from line to line
Till they play my name when they ridin round like
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I know that hits, and I get paper
So Imma stack it and
Tell me why you bending
Over backwards
For someone that leaves you feeling lacking
I ain't gonna live it
Nah nah nah
NAH NAH NAH
I ain't gonna live it
NAH NAH NAH
YAA
Dripping in the city gottuh
AH AH
Never been this pretty
Gonna FU UCK
Imma sip Chai cuz I'm fly like that
Buy a penty in the sky, cuz I'm high like that
Put a fenty on her hind, cuz I'm the guy like that
Spend a penny on a dime cuz I'm the guy like that
"inaudible noise"
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Credits
Writer(s): Connor Bradley Anderson, Mike Gamas
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