This is a song about "Fat girls"

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Hoping for the cashes , fat pad

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

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

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

My all gold rolly or the

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion

I get jelous when your with other girls

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

Badly company wants her for ad she's too fat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Been running around trying find a job