This is a song about "Fat cash"

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

I'll do a fat line and spit some fat rhymes

Or just a fat ass lard

Snitches here don't got no heart

Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

I fucking hate this job

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

They talk say cool jew na the man

Joeamam a big fat fan

As i light one for ill will

Cash money, financial

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Hit your block with a glock, blog that