fitt (with Amaarae)

Physically, physically fit

Catcher in the Rye, want a taste of it

Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit

People in the Bronx wanna take a trip

Physically, physically fit

Catcher in the Rye, want a taste of it

Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit

People in the Bronx wanna take a trip

I no say want no line from you

Me a want fi worry on the one and two

When I see you flying out of Timbuktu

Chucking all the money from the tree I grew

I no see tear these eyes from you

Caught me in the middle of the ball I threw

If you want me bowing to the glass I drew

I could melt the colors, leave a stain on you

Time warped round me

Crystal calibrates around me

Nice, oh, nice, oh, naughty

Count the cooking, old school county

Time warped round me

Crystal calibrates around me

Nice, oh, nice, oh, naughty

Count the cooking, old school county

Physically, physically fit

Catcher in the Rye, want a taste of it

Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit

People in the Bronx wanna take a trip

Rocket on a compact disc

Pussy and a pocket full of Poe and piss

E-I-E-I-hoe want my kiss

Dig up, dig out, hoe, what's your bliss?

Anytime I do it, shawty pop for me

Feeling like a **** won the lottery

I been getting money, I do not do free

I been gettin' pussy, I been ridin', shh

All eyes on me (All eyes on me)

Came in with the killers and gorillas and the swangers with the switches

I ain't selfish, I will let you and your hoe feel it

Knockin' **** off the corner like I'm Bowe Riddick

Bitch, I'm slow with it, yeah

Baby, just go with it (Go with it)

Oh, I'm for sure with it (For sure)

And if you want it, we can go get it

Okay, hold on, let me slap one last song

Lights go flash (Lights go flash)

Guns go blast (Guns go blast)

And we up in this club (And we up in this club)

But this love don't last (But this love don't last)

Passion is fading (Ooh)

I'ma give you my last (Ooh)

Take a sip of this wine (Ooh)

Put your head in my lap, hmm, yeah, uh

Physically, physically fit

Catcher in the Rye, want a taste of it

Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit

People in the Bronx wanna take a trip

Rocket on a compact disc

Pussy and a pocket full of Poe and piss

E-I-E-I-hoe want my kiss

Dig up, dig out, hoe, what's your bliss?

I don't know, know where to go

Bouncing off the walls, got a disco soul

Pounce them goals, pressure on the bows

When they get to swinging, I'ma spark my coal

Prime your poles, twist it your toes

Fly up the jet, make your neck on froze

Dice and roll, don't take a toll

Turn up the beat, make 'em lose control

I don't know, know where to go

Bouncing off the walls, got a disco soul

Pounce them goals, pressure on the bows

When they get to swinging, I'ma spark my coal

Prime your poles, twist it your toes

Fly up the jet, make your neck on froze

Dice and roll, don't take a toll

Turn up the beat, make 'em lose control