Fat Camp lyrics

[Intro]
Dirty Vans
Beat Fiends

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Thumpers out like nothin', how you already know I'm comin'
Giuseppe steppin' and runnin', loaded clip, I think I'm drummin'
Whip my wrist, no pyrex though, holdin' work, I got kicked out
Poured a four, I'm thinkin' slow, I smoke this dope 'till I don't know
Smartphone flex, I'm trappin', man, my daddy, he a businessman
Smokin' up, I'm rollin' up, my thottie, she be chokin' up

[Bridge: Fat Nick]
Can't take yo sh*t, we gettin' rich
My bands, they dance, I love this sh*t
Sippin' Tech, I'm off the sh*ts
Her pus*y mushy like some grits
[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
Whippin', stay dippin', I f*ck 'em and ditch 'em
These foreign ass hoes, boy, I know that I'm living
Don't f*ck any normal hoe, I touch her, turn her global though
Global whippin', trap I'm tippin', Euro b*tch, she water whippin'
Pints be shippin', land then flippin', out one day no babysittin'
All my profits benefit, f*ck 'em out, she swallow children
Pints on pints, just like a building, make one call, my partner drillin'
Fly, got a Rollie, f*ck 12, they be trollin'
Buffet Boys, we up and our net keep on growin'
I'm out like a vacuum, she never stop blowin'
I'm global as sh*t, and my ego keep glowin'

[Pre-Chorus: Fat Nick]
b*tch, we've been on top
Swishers filled with static shock
Balenciaga wearin', yeah, my pockets knotted up
No time for sh*t, no time for sh*t
We takin' no one's f*ckin' sh*t
We caught them dead, we caught 'em, man
We solved this f*ckin' problem

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
[Verse 3: Pouya]
Ain't talkin' money, you ain't talkin' nothin'
357, keep the pistols bustin'
Tearin' up yo stomach
Got the bullets rushin', gushin' blood
You f*ckin' scrub
You don't get no love from a real one
She suck my di*k three times and still, I don't feel nothin'
It's still South Side Slugs
It's still show a b*tch no love
f*ck what you heard, I done been by the curb with that forty-four right by my hip
You talkin' to me like a b*tch
f*ckin' around, and get split

[Chorus: Fat Nick]
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Juggin' out in public, wylin' out like nothin'
Pourin' lean in something, Buffet Boys, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'
Nothin', nothin', b*tch, we came from nothin'