Fat Tuesday Lyrics

My pocket fat

My pockets fat like its Tuesday

My pocket fat

I'm moving through all of these streets

From the west to the east

Get the fuck out my way like a float

Bitch I've been high for a week

Geekin I'm geeked

My shirt reek just like some smoke

Really I'm throwed off, I'm throwed

I'm standing on bidness

I'm standing on ten of my toes

Baby I've been in that water

I feel like young Carter

Flood baby if you didn't know

Some of my niggas some Zulus

We ball like the Zulu

We balling like Kobe Shaquille

Some of my niggas gorillas

They came from the bunker

They came from the top of the hill

None of my niggas no killers

Like nigga who asking

I don't even know you foreal

That nigga pigging he squeal

He took him a deal

He tryna catch an appeal

All of my pockets is fat

I cant even cap

I'm turning up on a Tuesday

No I don't know how to act

I'm sipping my daq

I had to pour me some Dussé

I caught me a Uber with one of my thooters

Like Bktherula we tweaking and shit

Yeah that my lah juvie but she not a junior

I put on my scuba and swim in that bitch

I'm swimming

I'm swimming

I'm swimming

I'm swimming

I'm swimming

I'm swimming just like Michael Phelps

Look at my belt

Look at my wrist

Look at my bitch

Yeah she fine as hell

Say that you rich

But I cant tell

Cop me a pint

Just like Blue Bell

Cant take no L

But I take a Zelle

I send her some money

That pussy for sale

I would like to say though

I've never paid for pussy in my life

That bitch keep calling me trade

Okay

Met that bitch at a parade

Okay

I seen that baby at Bacchus

We got to talking

Then we got to sparking

Walking, I had that walk that bitch down

Her shit so fat was like turn it around

We went to Rex and had sex in the back of the Bentley

I'm grabbing that bitch by the beads

Pop me some molly I'm smoking some weed

She a psychologist going crazy

Go to Loyola but she wearing green

She barely passing so I gave her D

Its hard to C,

Yeah its hard to B

Sober when you busy fucking with me

In my bookbag got a pack

Next to the strap

Yeah I never lack

All of my pockets is fat

I cant even cap

I'm turning up on a Tuesday

No I don't know how to act

I'm sipping my daq

I had to pour me some Dussé