This is a song about "You fat ass"

So you can kiss my ass

So chase the air hide your stash

But if i threw your fat ass up a hill, you would roll down faster.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Well i'm here to inform you that that fat bitch sang

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Pocket racked up all big faces

You cant get your fat head round this.

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

I can get straight to the cash

Now that's six cops found on that ground

That fat ass looks juicy and round

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

I shall entrap, your ass, its fat

Cause now you got me hopped up on that