Mick Jenkins The Fit текст песни, слова песни The Fit Mick Jenkins
Mick Jenkins - The Fit
I need my shit with a taper, huh
I can’t quit, I’m too legit
Dropping jewels, niggas dyin' off the vapor
Needed paper, I got paper, need a stapler
I got habits, I got problems, got enablers
Peepin' patterns, pickin' swatches, switchin' flavors, huh
Sometimes that shit just not it
I need the real, fuck the cappin'
I need an accurate description of what happened
How refreshin' it look, like these boys relaxin'
What you stand on in them Nikes? I’m just checkin'
I respect the lighter flexin', fuck a hypebeast
Niggas character so often they come typecast, hm
Eddie Murphy, I ain’t really lacking no character
Don’t try to compare us, apparent we lackin' in parallel, huh
Just say what I said, my nigga, please don’t try to paraphrase
I had to come off the carousel
Niggas is still on they high horse, ain’t gotta do nothing by force
Right handed nigga play high keys
Taking my talents to hockey, flows is too icy
Somebody stop me, huh
Sometimes niggas can’t do shit
I’m watchin' motherfuckers copy
Niggas use stencils, niggas ain’t Banksy
Backbone like number two pencils, I peep it early
Niggas should thank me, hm
Can’t fuck with you 'cause of who you with
Sometimes it’s just 'bout the fit
I need my shit with a taper, huh
I can’t quit, I’m too legit
Dropping jewels, niggas dyin' off the vapor
Needed paper, I got paper, need a stapler
I got habits, I got problems, got enablers
Peepin' patterns, pickin' swatches, switchin'—
Sometimes that shit just not it
I need the real
I need an accurate description of what happened
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