Gym Getting Fine Lyrics

You're cappin' in your interviews
I'm rapping like the rent is due
She just put my glasses on
Now she got the vision too
Tell my niggas hold your hand
Look good if you wanna lose
She outside with the gang
He at home miserable
Rollin' joints with two girls, I think that they identical
Don't even need a mask, I hit the gas, now I'm invisible
Rollin' weed, don't even pass the glass like I'm the principal
She just bought that ass, I told her shake it fast like mystical
Overseas, some hours flown
Down the stairs, my jewelers know
Buy thе beach, exclusive homеs
Only fuck with boujee hoes
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Fuck you in the studio
Run with shit, the newest clothes
Tokyo for sushi rolls

Oh, oh, oh
You gotta let me hit it one more time, babe
I see you in the gym getting fine, babe
Now tell me where we're going, where we flyin', babe
On gang
Oh, oh, oh
You gotta let me hit it one more time, babe
I see you in the gym getting fine, babe
Now tell me where we're going, where we flyin', babe
On gang

(What?) Fuckin' me, fuckin' me, fuckin' me
She so in love with the kid (Kid)
Andalé, andalé, andalé, we finna burn down the bridge (There it go)
Slide on the kid (Slide)
The movement, it big (big)
She my biggest star, we go matching cars (There it go)
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