Crossfit lyrics

[Intro]
IMixNation for real
Work the scale, yeah, yeah
Call me Screech, 'cause I was saved by the bell, yeah, yeah
I like my pus*y bald-headed with no smell, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made this)
If I put this di*k up on you, better not tell, tell, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, time to work the scale, scale
Call me Screech, 'cause I was saved by the bell, bell
I like my pus*y bald-headed with no smell, smell
If I put this di*k up on you, better not tell, tell, yeah
I can move them pounds just like CrossFit
Why you tote that gun and you ain't gon' off sh*t?
I might send a blitz and get your mans hit
If you had to let your money talk then you wouldn't say sh*t

[Verse 1]
If you had to let your money talk then you wouldn't say sh*t
How you hate a n*gga 'cause he gettin' rich?
b*tch, I got them M's and got my mans lit
I heard your partner just came home, you ain't give your mans sh*t
So when you speak that boss sh*t, I don't wanna hear that sh*t
Don't approach me in the club on no rapping sh*t
All these young n*ggas with me, they'll whack some sh*t
So n*gga, stay up over there with that capping sh*t
Yeah, yeah, gotta keep it player, player
Woo, ice hitting like Ric Flair, Flair
Woo, I come through in the all-blue new coupe
Diamonds kick like kung fu
Touch my chain, I'm gon' shoot

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, time to work the scale, scale
Call me Screech, 'cause I was saved by the bell, bell
I like my pus*y bald-headed with no smell, smell
If I put this di*k up on you, better not tell, tell, yeah
I can move them pounds just like CrossFit
Why you tote that gun and you ain't gon' off sh*t?
I might send a blitz and get your mans hit
If you had to let your money talk then you wouldn't say sh*t, yeah

[Verse 2]
Saved by the bell just like Zack Morris
Beat a n*gga ass just like Chuck Norris
Feel like Big Meech back-to-back in ten foreigns
I told that b*tch she in good hands just like State Farm
You tryna run up on a bale, I got a whole farm
I bought two Rollies for my wrist, I paid an arm for 'em
I'm a real trap n*gga, please don't be alarmed
Told my b*tch to make me happy, go buy me a charm
Yeah, yeah, gotta keep it player, player
But that pus*y hit so good, I might can't share, share
Too much money, had to weigh it on the scale, scale
Don't you give that boy no brick, he might tell, tell, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, time to work the scale, scale
Call me Screech, 'cause I was saved by the bell, bell
I like my pus*y bald-headed with no smell, smell
If I put this di*k up on you, better not tell, tell, yeah
I can move them pounds just like CrossFit
Why you tote that gun and you ain't gon' off sh*t?
I might send a blitz and get your mans hit
If you had to let your money talk then you wouldn't say sh*t