Bean Bag

You know who we should make a song about
Who should we make a song about
Bean Bag that fat motherfucker
Oh you're talking about that one fat bitch
The one with the rolls right
The one that don't know how to eat food
Without having a freaking heart attack right
Yeah let's figure out a beat
Let me find one
I think I found it
What about this one
Ay this shit kinda fire
Where'd you find this beat at
Anyways let's get into it
Goddamn this bitch is so fucking fat
Goddamn she's about to have a goddamn heart attack
Too many Twinkies
Too many Big Macs
Lose some weight you goddamn fat ass
Huh
What
Uh
Uh
You need to lose some goddamn weight
You need to go up in the gate
Wait you can't even get through the gate
This bitch is too fucking fat
She needs to get her fucking Dad
Wait she has no fucking Dad
Cuz that's why she is so fat
That's why she's built like a bean bag
She needs to go up in the fucking back
Cuz she is talking like that
I don't know why she is talking like that
She can go fuck herself and her mother too
She said she that wants to fight
What are you going to do bitch
Finna lose yo fat ass in a fucking ditch
Have a switch blade
Flip the fucking switch
Put the fucking trigger in your fucking bitch
Gonna shoot yo head off with a blick
I got some food that I need to get (Wait)
This bitch is gonna steal my food I guarantee you
I can't even Doordash some fucking food
This fat bitch comes into my house
Talking about I need this
I need that
Bitch get the fuck on
And go on a treadmill you fat bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Donovan Price, Isaiah Williams
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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