The Fit Songtext
von Mick Jenkins

Sometimes it′s just 'bout the fit
I need my shit with a taper, uh
I can′t quit I'm too legit
Dropping jewels niggas dying off the vapor

Needed paper, I got paper, need a stapler
I got habits, I got problems, got enablers
Peep the patterns, picking swatches, switching flavors, uh
Sometimes that shit just not it
I need the real, fuck the cappin'

I need an accurate description of what happen
How refreshin′ it look like these boys relaxing
What you stand on in them Nikes, I′m just checking
I respect the lighter flexing, fuck a hypebeast

Niggas characters so often they come typecasted, uh
Eddie Murphy, I ain't really lacking no character
Don′t try to compare us, it's apparent we lacking a parallel, uh
Just said 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 icey somebody stop me

Sometimes niggas can′t do shit
I'm watching motherfuckers copy
Niggas use stencils, niggas ain't Banksy
Backbone my number two pencils
I peep it early, niggas should thank me
Can′t fuck with you ′cause of who you with

Sometimes it's just bout the fit
I need my shit with a taper, uh
I can′t quit I'm too legit
Dropping jewels niggas dying off the vapor

Needed paper, I got paper, need a stapler
I got habits, I got problems, got enablers
Peep the patterns, picking swatches, switching-
Sometimes that shit just not it
I need the real
I need an accurate description of what happened