This is a song about "Fat fucl"

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

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

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Small, but you talkin' big

Looking at a fat man's dick/

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

So here i am at the store for some chips

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that