[Intro]
ATL Jacob
[Chorus]
Fat nigga ridin' in the Wraith
Pockets on a fat bitch weight
Got a house built on the lake
Four Cartier bracelets, I'm straight
Sixty racks when you add it all up
Try to rob, I put you on a plate
No shrimps, I only eat steak
Fat boy stay fresh every day
Head to toe, I stay in designer
All the chains like I hit a gold mine
Goyard filled with ten pounds
No luggage when I'm goin' out of town
Buy the mall when the jet hit land
Got your bitch and she down with the plan
Tell her put the birds in her pocketbook
Let the bitch bring 'em back to the A
[Verse 1]
Birds comin' in from San Francisco
Dogfood comin' in from LA
Fat boy, probably 'lone in Peachtree
I'm in Aventador, ridin' down Peach Street
That's a half a million dollars, feds watchin' me
Switch the wheels up, just like Big Meech
Turned up Magic City on the same day
Got three hoes man, who go both ways
Feed them percocet, fat boy stayin' loaded
Keep extendo and that bitch stay loaded
Try to rob, then I'm gonna have to unload it
Rockin' cargo jeans, all pockets full
'Nother whip, nothin' but Freebandz in 'em
When you gettin' bricks in, gotta go in 'em
When you buy a Rollie, gotta bust it down
Sippin' mud just to slow shit down
[Chorus]
Fat nigga ridin' in the Wraith
Pockets on a fat bitch weight
Got a house built on the lake
Four Cartier bracelets, I'm straight
Sixty racks when you add it all up
Try to rob, I put you on a plate
No shrimps, I only eat steak
Fat boy stay fresh every day
[Verse 2]
Twelve go T motherfucker
Geeked off perc motherfucker
Money real long motherfucker
Bitches on my line, I'ma fuck her
Fuck the bitch one time, fuck her
Got pounds on the roads, I stuffed 'em
Plug tryna play somethin', nigga took 'em
Back door, I hit 'em with a triple cross
Fat boy sweat harder than Rick Ross
Diamonds hittin' like woo, good lord
Bitch jumpin' on my dick like trampoline
Pour an eight up, pour it up with the team
If it ain't raw then we don't drink lean
Been gettin' money since like thirteen
Kirkwood, rep that heart of the hood
260 right away so I'm eatin' good
[Chorus]
Fat nigga ridin' in the Wraith
Pockets on a fat bitch weight
Got a house built on the lake
Four Cartier bracelets, I'm straight
Sixty racks when you add it all up
Try to rob, I put you on a plate
No shrimps, I only eat steak
Fat boy stay fresh every day
Head to toe, I stay in designer
All the chains like I hit a gold mine
Goyard filled with ten pounds
No luggage when I'm goin' out of town
Buy the mall when the jet hit land
Got your bitch and she down with the plan
Tell her put the birds in her pocketbook
Let the bitch bring 'em back to the A
