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Purple, pink, red—

My favorites.

I bought Versace sneakers at the flea market.

I eat fast food, but I don't have curves.

Give me a Coca-Cola with sugar and some cheese popcorn.

I hit the bullseye with my eyes closed—pew, pew, pew—right in the soul.

I'm Big Baby Tape's girl; he tells me I'm the best.

Beautiful as always—way better than your girlfriend, that "mini-water bottle."

In case you're feeling thirsty.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty.

Fatty.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty.

Fatty.

Fatty.

Fatty.

Your "little brother" got hard—

Just so he could go download my track.

Your IQ just dropped

The moment you paid me respect.

Bitches slide into my DMs saying my EP was trash.

But then I see my tracks in their reposts—

"Well, why not?!"

I'm cracking up,

Hitting the high notes,

My voice is everywhere—

I'm a rap star.

Back and forth,

To and fro.

You tried to make a move, but you got shut down.

Always on the positive vibe—or sometimes the negative.

I edited my photos just so you could use them as target practice. You got sick of it, didn't you? I saw how you were fuming.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty.

Fatty.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

Fatty is out of the game.

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