And they label me king... you can come and take it back
Peel ya entire cap back while my stacks stay fat.
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,
So hold back ya tears
What you getting is death
So chase the air hide your stash
Fuck me in my fat ass
Straight g thing, double m g thing
This is getting so horrifying
And i guess since this is my first rap im getting nervous so thats a wrap
Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that
Throwin up the tre got a fat ass in my way
Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day
When it's repping time, i get on extra grind
Getting rich is something thats not on my mind
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