This is a song about "You fat bitch"

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

You own and hide it under ya fat stomach

You coming at me bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Why haven't you fled, run! your fat #buns gonna be part of my #mac's lunch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Fuck needing the sign of the cross. you just a fat kate moss

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Now you speaking my language

Think before you speak bitch,