Run fatty
Fatty run, run
Get chitty
Chatty done, done
Oink piggy
Piggy oink, oink
26 still sellin joints
You look like the fat mr clean
Bitch you ain't a man you a teen
I can taste ur diabetes uh
Leave you battered like a fetus uh
And you look just like a penis uh
Hey fat bastard
You got it all backwards
Smoking on backwood
Why you tryna act hood
Whitey can't rap good
But I bet I could
They say boy you better start to think
I remember better days when I was seventeen
They say boy you better start to plan
I ain't got no reason feeding bitches out my hand
Dommy want the tommy he can get it from my man
Whitey wanna fight me acting tough up on the gram
Say you wanna cap me, first you gotta catch me
How you finna blast me, when you all gas G
Time to feed the pig, cuz he got cocky sloppy acting like a bitch
Why you gotta dig, someone need their baby back baby back ribs
Dom I must admit, twenty six someone needa quit
Choking on a dick, you really tripping if you think you shit
And you a pussy boy I see it
Heard you'll suck a dick just to be it
This be a pledge of allegience
I diss a wigga for convenience
Aint no body f*cking wit my clique
If you are f*cking suck my dick
I aint scared of no old head
I leave a fat bitch dead
Even worse I gotta hearse for ya boi
I putta curse on your purse looking boi
You a clout filthy thirst looking boi
I made your girl finish first looking boi
Run fatty
Fatty run, run
Get chitty
Chatty done, done
Oink piggy
Piggy oink, oink
26 still sellin joints
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Run fatty
Fatty run, run
Get chitty
Chatty done, done
Oink piggy
Piggy oink, oink
26 still sellin joints
You look like the fat mr clean
Bitch you ain't a man you a teen
I can taste ur diabetes uh
Leave you battered like a fetus uh
And you look just like a penis uh
Hey fat bastard
You got it all backwards
Smoking on backwood
Why you tryna act hood
Whitey can't rap good
But I bet I could
They say boy you better start to think
I remember better days when I was seventeen
They say boy you better start to plan
I ain't got no reason feeding bitches out my hand
Dommy want the tommy he can get it from my man
Whitey wanna fight me acting tough up on the gram
Say you wanna cap me, first you gotta catch me
How you finna blast me, when you all gas G
Time to feed the pig, cuz he got cocky sloppy acting like a bitch
Why you gotta dig, someone need their baby back baby back ribs
Dom I must admit, twenty six someone needa quit
Choking on a dick, you really tripping if you think you shit
And you a pussy boy I see it
Heard you'll suck a dick just to be it
This be a pledge of allegience
I diss a wigga for convenience
Aint no body f*cking wit my clique
If you are f*cking suck my dick
I aint scared of no old head
I leave a fat bitch dead
Even worse I gotta hearse for ya boi
I putta curse on your purse looking boi
You a clout filthy thirst looking boi
I made your girl finish first looking boi
Run fatty
Fatty run, run
Get chitty
Chatty done, done
Oink piggy
Piggy oink, oink
26 still sellin joints
Fatty run, run
Get chitty
Chatty done, done
Oink piggy
Piggy oink, oink
26 still sellin joints
You look like the fat mr clean
Bitch you ain't a man you a teen
I can taste ur diabetes uh
Leave you battered like a fetus uh
And you look just like a penis uh
Hey fat bastard
You got it all backwards
Smoking on backwood
Why you tryna act hood
Whitey can't rap good
But I bet I could
They say boy you better start to think
I remember better days when I was seventeen
They say boy you better start to plan
I ain't got no reason feeding bitches out my hand
Dommy want the tommy he can get it from my man
Whitey wanna fight me acting tough up on the gram
Say you wanna cap me, first you gotta catch me
How you finna blast me, when you all gas G
Time to feed the pig, cuz he got cocky sloppy acting like a bitch
Why you gotta dig, someone need their baby back baby back ribs
Dom I must admit, twenty six someone needa quit
Choking on a dick, you really tripping if you think you shit
And you a pussy boy I see it
Heard you'll suck a dick just to be it
This be a pledge of allegience
I diss a wigga for convenience
Aint no body f*cking wit my clique
If you are f*cking suck my dick
I aint scared of no old head
I leave a fat bitch dead
Even worse I gotta hearse for ya boi
I putta curse on your purse looking boi
You a clout filthy thirst looking boi
I made your girl finish first looking boi
Run fatty
Fatty run, run
Get chitty
Chatty done, done
Oink piggy
Piggy oink, oink
26 still sellin joints
Writer: Adrian Covarrubias
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid