This is a song about "Fat ass bitches"

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

So chase the air hide your stash

Fuck me in my fat ass

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Found out this fat ass nigga bigger than some continents/

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

I'm past go; bitches is stripping letting they ass show

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

So i can see your fat ass tryna run