[Chorus] Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it) Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)
[Verse 1] Atlanta bitch with a Miami Cuban (Ice) Touch it, I up it, I go Call of Duty (Grrah) Won't let him fuck, but I might let him chew me Big booty, his mama think I'm a hoochie (Ha) Just like these baguettes, yeah, the pussy wet (Wet) I don't only got a check on the internet Top floor penthouse where I'm sittin' at He a trick, I'ma make a nigga send that Don't bring up no TV show, bitch, I been bodied that I got a Birkin as big as a body bag Freak like a circus, on dick, I'm an acrobat If you can't eat it, just spell out the alphabet Yeah (Mmm), pussy make a nigga say "Mmm" Hop in that 'Vette and I vroom Black truck behind me, it's full of them goons (Grrah)
[Chorus] Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it) Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn) Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it) Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)
[Verse 2] Brand new baguetties (Ice) He tryna slurp me up like some spaghetti (Uh) He fell in love when he met me (He met me) I fuck that nigga life up if he let me (On God) I don't do the internet, bitch, it be messy (No) Opp in the party, get popped like confetti (Ooh) Ain't impressed by money, that lil' shit petty Niggas get intimidated when a bitch talk heavy Got 'em tryna do what I do (I do) Drop the nigga, bounce back with two (Ooh) Flood the wrist but I coulda went cool You can come up from nothin', I'm proof (I'm proof) Bitch, you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes I'll catch a flight to Cali just to see a new view How we got the same twenty-four but you still broke? I can't give a bum nigga no excuse (Hell no) Ass on fat, make a nigga look back (Back) I'ma shop when I land, I ain't even gon' pack (No) I be switchin' out niggas like a motherfuckin' mat First Atlanta rap bitch with a muhfuckin' plaque (On God) Make a nigga wanna grab at it, yeah Drop a nigga like a bad habit, yeah Got him jumpin' on the bandwagon Signed to RCA, but this pussy atlantic (Wow)
[Chorus] Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it) Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit Ass so fat, make a nigga wanna grab at it I know it's all there, I don't gotta look back at it (Look back at it) Made a couple mill, now I'm in another tax bracket I let him hit it once and never call, it's a bad habit (Damn, damn)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
