Phat Butt
Uh, man
Stop playin' with 'em, Riot (yup)
Hatin' bitches be angry, hatin' bitches, they ain't me
How the fuck I'm still chewin' bitches in gray shorts and a plain tee?
Mad as fuck if I was them, D&G and it's custom
Cuban Link with a pink gem, I'm the one who they pumpin' (yup)
Rap bitch on a pop chart, toastin' bitches like Pop-Tarts
You's a flop, bitch, knock it off, where the champagne? I'ma pop it off
Bitch, you know you ain't like that, post a pic and he like that
Fat butt with a back tat, and I been bad like Mike Jack (yup)
Talk a lot, but ain't sayin' shit, I ain't hear your song, they ain't playin' it
Sloppy hoes gon' chat the most, if you make your bed, better lay in it
Name got the bitch gaggin', hit the bench up and tagged in
Bitch, you lost, throw the flag in, stay on a jet, but ain't laggin' (yup)
Got these bitches copyin' my pose
Got these bitches bitin' all my flows
Like ballerinas, keep 'em on they toes
And I really write, like fuck a ghost (yup)
Chanel bags, and it's cashmere, oh, I see why they mad, yeah (oh, I, oh, I)
Bum bitches had a bad year
Bitches stay on my Pauly D, send 'em back home like the cab's here
Sold half a milli' on a mixtape, prolly more on a quick tape, and it's all real, ain't shit fake (yup)
Never lucky, I been blessed, queen said I'm the princess
Been gettin' them big checks in a big house, havin' rich sex
Jamaican plug named Batman, pack smellin' like trash cans
Let him beat it from the back and he eat it up like Pac-Man (yup)
Niggas fuck, but they ain't many, lil' body, but my name heavy
Baddest out, and you can ask Getty, and I never lack 'cause I stay ready
Fat butt, pull my pants up, shakin' ass, got my bands up
Her man callin' and she mad as fuck, bitch, be happy I don't answer (yup)
Oh, I see why they mad, my hearticle
We came from the four line to four times Grammy-nominated, word (yup)
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my, fat butt, pull my
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my
Fat-fat-fat-fat-fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my, fat butt, pull my
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my
Fat-fat-fat-fat-fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Suck my dick
Stop playin' with 'em, Riot (yup)
Hatin' bitches be angry, hatin' bitches, they ain't me
How the fuck I'm still chewin' bitches in gray shorts and a plain tee?
Mad as fuck if I was them, D&G and it's custom
Cuban Link with a pink gem, I'm the one who they pumpin' (yup)
Rap bitch on a pop chart, toastin' bitches like Pop-Tarts
You's a flop, bitch, knock it off, where the champagne? I'ma pop it off
Bitch, you know you ain't like that, post a pic and he like that
Fat butt with a back tat, and I been bad like Mike Jack (yup)
Talk a lot, but ain't sayin' shit, I ain't hear your song, they ain't playin' it
Sloppy hoes gon' chat the most, if you make your bed, better lay in it
Name got the bitch gaggin', hit the bench up and tagged in
Bitch, you lost, throw the flag in, stay on a jet, but ain't laggin' (yup)
Got these bitches copyin' my pose
Got these bitches bitin' all my flows
Like ballerinas, keep 'em on they toes
And I really write, like fuck a ghost (yup)
Chanel bags, and it's cashmere, oh, I see why they mad, yeah (oh, I, oh, I)
Bum bitches had a bad year
Bitches stay on my Pauly D, send 'em back home like the cab's here
Sold half a milli' on a mixtape, prolly more on a quick tape, and it's all real, ain't shit fake (yup)
Never lucky, I been blessed, queen said I'm the princess
Been gettin' them big checks in a big house, havin' rich sex
Jamaican plug named Batman, pack smellin' like trash cans
Let him beat it from the back and he eat it up like Pac-Man (yup)
Niggas fuck, but they ain't many, lil' body, but my name heavy
Baddest out, and you can ask Getty, and I never lack 'cause I stay ready
Fat butt, pull my pants up, shakin' ass, got my bands up
Her man callin' and she mad as fuck, bitch, be happy I don't answer (yup)
Oh, I see why they mad, my hearticle
We came from the four line to four times Grammy-nominated, word (yup)
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my, fat butt, pull my
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my
Fat-fat-fat-fat-fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my, fat butt, pull my
Fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my
Fat-fat-fat-fat-fat butt, pull my pants up, fat butt, pull my pants up
Suck my dick
Credits
Writer(s): Bernard Leverette, Jamall Willingham, Deangelo Deonta Hunt, Ephrem Louis Lopez Jr, Isis Naija Gaston
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