ROSS FIT

Lyrics for ROSS FIT

Yeah Smokin' on doinkies And I'm driving, duckin' oinkies I don't need no one to point me I'm ordained, they appoint me Big boss shit, pulled yo' ho in a Ross fit You could do all the CrossFit You could bring the armed forces, I still won't force shit (bitch) You a tough guy? Oh, shit I'm having too much motion (come on) I'm having too much motion I'm having too much motion I'm having too much motion Too stiff, nigga need lotion Damn, put me in the rotation (come on) Play me on the college station Hey, shout-out the college babies They gotta fly me, pay me (yeah) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh They gotta fly me, pay me Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Never had to buy brand-name shit They still copy and paste it It's okay, I laid the blueprint for you Yeah, I'm the one, ain't gotta do big numbers But we do big numbers, just made the most with little Niggas students of us, if the shoe fits, run it Subs on the 'net, swear yo' ass said something (huh?) Jump out the glass, you a crash test dummy Couple R&B niggas make me laugh to my stomach Should really stick to fashion and content, come on Smokin' on doinkies And I'm driving, duckin' oinkies I don't need no one to point me I'm ordained, they appoint me Big boss shit, pulled yo' ho in a Ross fit You could do all the CrossFit You could bring the armed forces, I still won't force shit You a tough guy? Oh, shit I'm having too much motion (come on) I'm having too much motion I'm having too much motion I'm having too much motion Too stiff, nigga need lotion Damn, put me in the rotation (come on) Play me on the college station (come on) Shout-out the college babies They gotta fly me, pay me (yeah) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh