paroles de chanson FitBit! - RYAN F*CKING JIN
Rap
rap
cause
I
gotta
go
I
snap
snap
every
time
I
write
inside
a
note
Better
tap
tap
in
'fore
I
leave
you
all
alone
You
be
cap
cap,
making
me
laugh
laugh
Everybody
act
act,
I
be
on
my
own
Shit
I'm
thankful
for
my
dad
dad,
taught
me
how
to
grow
Every
time
I
get
a
bag
bag,
send
it
back
home
Everybody
wanna
chat
chat,
time
don't
slow
Bitch
I
got
to
go
work,
what
you
don't
understand
stand
Don't
wanna
repeat
myself,
just
wanna
be
myself
Don't
wanna
shake
hand
hands,
don't
even
keep
my
health
I
said
fuck
it,
I
could
bleed
to
death
As
long
as
I
got
shows
in
my
future,
let's
go
Got
fans
like
blow
through
the
heater
In
Vogue
need
a
feature
I'm
showing
my
potential,
for
sure
Got
cosigned,
beat
the
odds,
kicking
down
doors
No
joke
Bitch
I
beat
beat,
never
no
repeat
Got
to
make
sure
the
whole
team
get
a
plate,
let's
eat
eat
Paid
like
a
pimp,
ain't
free
free
If
you
want
a
feature,
got
to
tax
a
little
fee
fee
Ain't
got
time
for
no
love,
no
Keke
Got
to
shine
above,
I'm
talking
diamond
signs
and
bracelets
Match
all
the
ruby
diamonds
with
blood,
that's
kinky
Huncho
Jack,
I
do
buy
shit
I
do
my
drugs,
I
do
buy
fits
I
do
my
nails,
I
choose
my
bitch
I
don't
gotta
stunt
just
to
prove
I'm
lit
I
spit
spit,
tell
a
hater
suck
my
dick
dick
PRETTYBOY,
couldn't
even
fight
if
I
wanted
Cause
I
can't
go
fuck
up
my
fit
fit
Run
a
couple
laps
round
you,
that's
fitbit
Need
math
class,
my
numbers
look
a
little
too
big
big
Needing
that
ass,
popping
out
like
tit
tit
I
don't
even
pop
out,
I
just
stay
in
in
Everybody
in
my
team
always
going
win
win
Put
that
on
God,
God
Know
he
my
Savior,
put
me
on
top
top
Bitch,
I
do
it
with
Jeff,
he's
all
I
got
got
I
just
did
a
taste
test
for
the
free
drinks
that
they
sent
Got
a
little
brand
deal,
peers
might
stay
mad
Never
saw
it
coming
for
the
quiet
little
Asian
Now
I'm
making
moves,
might
lead
to
a
paycheck
You
wish
you
were
me
me
Make
a
few
songs,
get
shit
for
free
free
Move
out
my
way
bitch
beep
beep
Got
a
little
bandwagon,
you
could
take
a
seat
seat
Make
a
little
fanpage
just
for
the
tea
tea
Art
of
War
still
outdoing
your
streaming
Pay
me
your
attention,
I
feel
needy
Run
me
that
check,
I
don't
do
freebies
If
you
want
peace,
better
write
a
little
treaty
I
can't
help
it,
guess
I'm
too
used
to
signing
these
contracts
Business
model
built
off
my
contacts
Came
from
the
ground
up,
now
I'm
in
combat
I'm
a
little
trooper
Fought
through
the
pain,
on
top
of
these
losers
You
a
little
pussy,
bitch,
talking
'bout
cougars
You
a
little
pussy,
can't
get
any
looser
You
a
little
pussy,
get
a
job
at
Hooters
Everybody
talk
from
behind
the
computer
I
don't
pay
no
mind,
I
just
go
do
it
Shit
that
I
did
got
bigger
than
you,
can't
fill
up
my
shoes
And
I
put
that
on
God,
God
Know
he
my
Savior,
put
me
on
top
top
Bitch
I
do
it
with
Jeff,
he's
all
I
got
got
Yeah,
I
put
that
on
God,
God
Know
he
my
Savior,
put
me
on
top
top
Bitch
I
do
it
for
Jeff,
he's
all
I
got
got
Rap
rap
cause
I
gotta
go
I
snap
snap
every
time
I
write
inside
a
note
Better
tap
tap
in
'fore
I
leave
you
all
alone
You
be
cap
cap,
making
me
laugh
laugh
Everybody
act
act,
I
be
on
my
own
Shit
I'm
thankful
for
my
dad
dad,
taught
me
how
to
grow
Every
time
I
get
a
bag
bag,
send
it
back
home
Everybody
wanna
chat
chat,
time
don't
slow
Bitch
I
got
to
go
work,
what
you
don't
understand
stand
Don't
wanna
repeat
myself,
just
wanna
be
myself
Don't
wanna
shake
hand
hands,
don't
even
keep
my
health
I
said
fuck
it,
I
could
bleed
to
death
As
long
as
I
got
shows
in
my
future,
let's
go
Got
fans
like
blow
through
the
heater
In
Vogue
need
a
feature
I'm
showing
my
potential,
for
sure
Got
cosigned,
beat
the
odds,
kicking
down
doors
No
joke
Bitch
I
beat
beat,
never
no
repeat
Got
to
make
sure
the
whole
team
get
a
plate,
let's
eat
eat
Paid
like
a
pimp,
ain't
free
free
If
you
want
a
feature,
got
to
tax
a
little
fee
fee
Ain't
got
time
for
no
love,
no
Keke
Got
to
shine
above,
I'm
talking
diamond
signs
and
bracelets
Match
all
the
ruby
diamonds
with
blood,
that's
kinky
Huncho
Jack,
I
do
buy
shit
I
do
my
drugs,
I
do
buy
fits
I
do
my
nails,
I
choose
my
bitch
I
don't
gotta
stunt
just
to
prove
I'm
lit
I
spit
spit,
tell
a
hater
suck
my
dick
dick
PRETTYBOY,
couldn't
even
fight
if
I
wanted
Cause
I
can't
go
fuck
up
my
fit
fit
Run
a
couple
laps
round
you,
that's
fitbit
Need
math
class,
my
-
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