Fitness lyrics

[Intro]
Can't let her know that she get in my head
All of you n*ggas is fake
If I had a choice, I'd rather be dead
She finna worry about me, 'cause I'm too high, but I'm counting the bread
Paranoid lil n*gga with a lil stick on him, will get caught by the feds
I'm prolly finna jugg til a n*gga-

[Verse]
You n*ggas not what I'm on, nobody touching me in this sh*t
n*ggas was biting since I was a jit
f*ck it, I might get some clothes on my b*tch
I'm on my own sh*t leave me alone
Bad asian b*tch finna roll me a blunt
She tryna facetime, I'm in the zone
Can't let her know that she get in my head
Wait, All of these n*ggas is fake
If I had a choice, I'd rather be dead (yeah, yeah)
She finna worry about me, 'cause I'm too high, but I'm counting up bread
Paranoid lil n*gga with a lil stick on him, will get caught by the feds
I'm prolly finna jugg til a n*gga-
Finished
Gas not good for fitness
Jugg until that n*gga finished
Gas not good for fitness
Yeah, uh
Gas not good for who?
f*ck all these n*ggas that bite me