My money stack fat plus i can't turn the swell off
Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross
So i clap for her, she deserves an applause
My money stack fat plus i can't turn the swell off
So here i am at the store for some chips
I shoot all sorts of fat rockets
Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
All because i can't feel love
Wood chain with a jesus
I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap
Man, no ones gonna vote when they hear that, i guess i gotta use em fat,
It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black
I have fat stacks of 200k in my backpack.
Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn
I starved while y'all got fat, well now it's my fuckin' turn
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