This is a song about "Fat bec"

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Lazy fat fuckers on the pensions,

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

I just wanna be higher than that

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Click clack with a switch fat

Saying they this and that

No car key and i mean that

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

In their penthouse suite, where they spend their days getting fat

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back