This is a song about "Fat fucl"

I don't care about looks, i don't care if you're fat.

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

I'mma sign that work and release that

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

I put that shit on my man

Joeamam a big fat fan

You said also i was fat

You ain't gon find that

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Got a fat knot from that rap profit

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

Lucky seven probably poppa