Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap
So play back... "whoa ho i'll cut your bodily fat!"
Now the first week sales can't hardly compete
I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.
Ya girls arse so fat i wunt even slap it,
And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that
Hit you so hard leave you leaning like fat joe
Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show
But if i threw your fat ass up a hill, you would roll down faster.
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby
Cause you know your stinking ass is too fat to try to outrun me"
Is that why you're so fat rhino
I'mma do this fast or slow
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