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Let's do it
Hahaha

I don't know what these niggas talkin' about, Fatt been had it
I been totin' these cannons
You know that hoe want me, that's why you holdin' her for ransom
You ain't ever got stopped by the police
And make the bad ass bitch put the dope in her panties
Nigga, I don't give a f*ck 'bout this cheese
I'm havin' it, give her four thousand, I ain't braggin'
But she know this shit still some pimpin', that's why she call me "Daddy"
Nigga, my hood f*cked up, everytime a opp die, they hit the internet laughin'
Forty-five hundred a P, this ain't wet-cake, nigga this Gumbo package
Walkin' through the airport smellin' like Super Fly, I forgot to seal that package
Scrollin' through IG, see me on SayCheese, I was wit' Ari and Baggy
Pick that backend up, shoot back to the jet, (phew) back to the Miami
Nigga, I got BD's boppin' they head, they know this G shit slammin'
Seven for fourteen, spent that G shit quick then go back to a zigga
Nigga, I don't give a damn if I got one leg, stand on this shit correctly
Him and his nigga got hit up the same night but we caught 'em separate
All this shit I got myself into, I ain't call nobody and say, "Help me"
Playin' with me, that's like eatin' some candy, nigga, this shit ain't healthy
Nigga, hoe just text, "I'm pregnant", finna book her a flight just to punch on her belly
I don't give a damn if I cancel this meetin' Gotti, I'ma make sure y'all get it
(Hrr-hrr) nigga, don't run from this, this AK a spine splitter
If y'all catch that pussy at McDonald's, I'm payin' McDouble to get 'em
I don't care if he make it, nigga, I'll still give you ten-thousand if you hit 'em
I don't know if he can take it, nigga, these .556s rip through livers
Twenty young niggas around me, I know for a fact, nineteen done killed some' nigga
Nigga, stop all that cappin' and lyin', you ain't never seen shit get cooked up, nigga
These niggas puttin' on a image, you ain't never seen none get whipped up, nigga
You ugly as f*ck young nigga, that's why it look like you killed some', nigga
Niggas ain't shootin' they pistols, I really hang around niggas that's clappin' niggas
I really hang with killers, nigga ain't grew up hangin' 'round action figures
I know I just signed me a deal but before this shit, I been touched six figures
I was that young nigga in my hood, like 'hundred, I shoot, bet it, nigga
I can't send no hits through buddy, he gon't talk, he ain't ready, nigga
I just got off the phone with lil Meech, he say, "Fatt, you ready, nigga"
Take that shit out the cabinet, I prefer that pot, nigga, we don't want that skillet
All these hoes be sayin', "DJ Khaled", nigga Fatt did it

Hahaha, you dig? Uh-huh
I'm eight months sober, nigga I'm off three shots of liquor and shit
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English

Let's do it
Hahaha

I don't know what these niggas talkin' about, Fatt been had it
I been totin' these cannons
You know that hoe want me, that's why you holdin' her for ransom
You ain't ever got stopped by the police
And make the bad ass bitch put the dope in her panties
Nigga, I don't give a f*ck 'bout this cheese
I'm havin' it, give her four thousand, I ain't braggin'
But she know this shit still some pimpin', that's why she call me "Daddy"
Nigga, my hood f*cked up, everytime a opp die, they hit the internet laughin'
Forty-five hundred a P, this ain't wet-cake, nigga this Gumbo package
Walkin' through the airport smellin' like Super Fly, I forgot to seal that package
Scrollin' through IG, see me on SayCheese, I was wit' Ari and Baggy
Pick that backend up, shoot back to the jet, (phew) back to the Miami
Nigga, I got BD's boppin' they head, they know this G shit slammin'
Seven for fourteen, spent that G shit quick then go back to a zigga
Nigga, I don't give a damn if I got one leg, stand on this shit correctly
Him and his nigga got hit up the same night but we caught 'em separate
All this shit I got myself into, I ain't call nobody and say, "Help me"
Playin' with me, that's like eatin' some candy, nigga, this shit ain't healthy
Nigga, hoe just text, "I'm pregnant", finna book her a flight just to punch on her belly
I don't give a damn if I cancel this meetin' Gotti, I'ma make sure y'all get it
(Hrr-hrr) nigga, don't run from this, this AK a spine splitter
If y'all catch that pussy at McDonald's, I'm payin' McDouble to get 'em
I don't care if he make it, nigga, I'll still give you ten-thousand if you hit 'em
I don't know if he can take it, nigga, these .556s rip through livers
Twenty young niggas around me, I know for a fact, nineteen done killed some' nigga
Nigga, stop all that cappin' and lyin', you ain't never seen shit get cooked up, nigga
These niggas puttin' on a image, you ain't never seen none get whipped up, nigga
You ugly as f*ck young nigga, that's why it look like you killed some', nigga
Niggas ain't shootin' they pistols, I really hang around niggas that's clappin' niggas
I really hang with killers, nigga ain't grew up hangin' 'round action figures
I know I just signed me a deal but before this shit, I been touched six figures
I was that young nigga in my hood, like 'hundred, I shoot, bet it, nigga
I can't send no hits through buddy, he gon't talk, he ain't ready, nigga
I just got off the phone with lil Meech, he say, "Fatt, you ready, nigga"
Take that shit out the cabinet, I prefer that pot, nigga, we don't want that skillet
All these hoes be sayin', "DJ Khaled", nigga Fatt did it

Hahaha, you dig? Uh-huh
I'm eight months sober, nigga I'm off three shots of liquor and shit
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Writer: Cavon Paige
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Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Cavon Paige

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