FABT Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh
Oh yeah
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass
Yeah I'm getting to the cash
Yeah I'm getting to the paper
Yeah imma fuck
But I'm never gon' date her
Dick grow tall like a fuckin' skyscraper
Young boy Fregend singing in A Major
Work so hard on Labor Day I do labor
AMG zoomin, bitch see ya later
So much bread
That they thought it was catered
Big ass house
Yeah I'm richer than the neighbors
I was down bad, I prayed to Jesus
Remember them days my mom would beat us
But now I'm up
I'm wearing designer
Smokin' on runtz, bitch pass the lighter
She drinking my cum like apple cider
My pockets obese like they ate sliders
Yeah I'm pitching like Trevor Bauer in his Cy Young season
You pitch like Trevor Bauer in Japan
I'm takin' them pills right after dinner
I'm eatin' a steak and then poppin' a xan
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass, big titties
Fat ass