Fitness

[Verse 1]
Clack kaboom
Everybody knows when I step in the room
Freddie here and i take you to the tomb
Take you to the grave
Yeah i’ll take you to your doom’s day
East bay, 5 to the 1 0
Brown skin, thick ass, never humble
So pay homage
And faggots tell ya man “give it up” like he was raised Amish

Anyway, if we talkin bout coins, I got em
Always on top but I am such a power bottom
I ain’t got no enemies I already fought em
And the haters, I can’t ever seem to spot em
GOT EM

Hoe, I’m unclockable, unstoppable and SO SEVERE
It’s the big queer premiere, could I be more clear
I’m only chillin with the top tier
Survival of the fittest and your reign stops here, freddie

[Chorus]
I been putting in some hard work
Rockin’ old sweats, old t-shirts
I’m on my grind these days
Yeah you know how this thing work
Said I’m back on my Bieber
Always hidden in the background like a reverb
But now I’m putting in some hard, hard work
Yeah I be putting in some hard, hard work
Yeah I be putting in some hard, hard work

[Verse 1]
Yeah, overtime, like all the time
You can’t cut the tension with a kitchen knife
I want this shit like it’s already mine yeah
Do anybody really know how to grind?
Okay, I am the young Kanye
Shante you stay
Young prince of the bay now get it
And if you ain’t with it
You ain’t fit to win
So get the fuck out the picture, you get it?

(Anyway you can) call me a villain
‘Cause I look bad when I’m chillin
Damn why these people so serious man I don’t know
(But I know as) god as my witness
I been all up on my fitness
So if you want it, oh sweetie, we can go

Clapping my hands
Freddie can make that shit dance
Freddie turnin’ foes into fans
How ya like em now?
Now that you know what I’m about (ooh)
I’m running California now OOH!

[Chorus]
I been putting in some hard work
Rockin’ old sweats, old t-shirts
I’m on my grind these days
Yeah you know how this thing work
Said I’m back on my Bieber
Always hidden in the background like a reverb
But now I’m putting in some hard, hard work
Yeah I be putting in some hard, hard work
Yeah I be putting in some hard, hard work

[Verse 2]
No tea, I gotta go OT
Go green cuz I gotta get the gold ring
Flow going through the hole betta get the goalie
If you’re Kobe, I’m going in for the low reach
Ah damn
When I purr bet he wanna pounce
Snatch up the coin and the crown
Snatch up ya boy ‘n’den bounce

Anyway I been in the gym
Tough talk I don’t know about him
With no other choice but to win
I go at it again and again and again
Kill it from start to the Fin

Now everybody clapping their hands
Freddie come make that shit dance
Freddie turnin’ foes into fans
How ya like em now?
Now that you know what he about (oh)
I’m running California now

[Chorus]
I been putting in some hard work
Rockin’ old sweats, old t-shirts
I’m on my grind these days
Yeah you know how this thing work
Said I’m back on my Bieber
Always hidden in the background like a reverb
But now I’m putting in some hard, hard work
Yeah I be putting in some hard, hard work
Yeah I be putting in some hard, hard work