Vio - Fatboy (feat. XAV!ER) Lyrics

I done f*cked that bitch, pussy bussin'
You ain't got no bands, you a dummy
I got hundred bands in this duffy
Put her in the tub, rubber ducky

I'ma run it up, I'ma run it up
Feel like Elon Musk in this Tesla
Go get Elon Musk, show me a cybertruck
Took her to Miami, copped a fat butt
Pockets overweight, yeah they some fat boys
Nigga you a square, you a Fatboy
She gon' eat it all, like a Fatboy
Vio blowin' up, like a fatboy
Vio gettin' on, yeah he going up
F*ck that bitch, we get it on, dick up in her gut
She be singing when she ride, I call it double dutch
Dummy nigga this ain't wock, this purple Crush
And I might slip some medicine up in this purple Crush
I got my rod in this bitch, fishing for the sluts
Can't tell the time in this bitch with this bussy buss
Turn around, bust on her face like that's the final touch

Yuh watch me hit that shit, yeah, like a homerun, yeah
Yeah I got you in my sights, nigga don't run, yeah
I'ma throw my dawg that pack, nigga go long yeah
Freak bitch, bad as hell, got on no thong, yeah
I'ma kill some, yeah like I'm John Gotti
I'ma catch shit, f*ck around and I'ma catch a body
That hoe she get freaky, she be tweaking on the molly
Get on top, she gon' ride like a trolly
Please don't step on my blue suedes, yuh
I be in the trap every day, yuh
Press pause, you don't get no play, yuh
Infamous the mafia, the gang, yuh

Huh huh huh, what's up, what's up
I got my gun, in the trunk
Try your luck, if you run up
She want me to put that acid on her tongue
I'm just tryna put my kids up in her tum
Shake down, you get smoked like runtz
Said that shit before, I love designer drugs
What's up, aye, what's up, what's up

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Aye