Pull up grippin' grain in my candy coated frame, Went to McDonalds for an All-stat Lebron James, They said "we all out", I said "for real?", Got mad, popped trunk, knocked the toy out a Happy Meal, I move birds like a game of Duck Hunt, Grill so cold, I done put out the blunt, Candy so wet, I done wet up the blunt, Got a hand throwin' up the 3 when I pop trunk, I play the game dirty...like a baby bib, House so big, three episodes on Cribs, Ain't no stoppin' me, So many screens in the car, I feel like they watchin' me, I'm trying to get paid so I can stack my money, Pieced off on Winnie the Pooh for trying to jack my honey, Real niggas don't talk, fake talk to the pigs, Candy changin' colors like Lil Kim wigs, Click is DSR, we always roll deep, Boy, watch yo back 'cause we always pack heat, Put a hater to sleep, I creep, creep the creep, Blades...cuttin' up the damn concrete, Blaze up that sweet, Puff, puff, pass, Fuck up this rotation, that's yo mother fuckin' ass, I'm high, You know I can't lie, Swang through Town East, Gucci shades on my eye, I'm a cool guy, Smoke that green stuff, It's the Fat Bastard, don't call my bluff, Hit ya with a two piece...hitter quitter, I done took a shit on a princess cut shtter, Man, hold up, I'm big, I'm not little, Like Tum's freestyle with a band or a fiddle, What's up, the Double T, Tum Tum and Lil Runny, He say when he smiles, his grill is sunny, I'm going off the dome, showing versatility, I got platinum walls inside my facility, I come from every angle, stinging like a killer bee, Even if you paralyzed, I know you feelin' me, I'ma freestyle from now into infinity, I done threw some spree wheels on an Infiniti, :::Ring::: Hello? Collect call from George and Trinity, Hold on, baby, it's the Fat Bastard, that's what that is... | 
