"ROSS FIT" lyrics

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 ya 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 ya 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