Fat n*ggas lyrics

[Chorus]
Hey, i gotta stand for something
Lovin that food he munchin
In the drive thru with my bousin
He love that food said its bussin, yeah
I just pulled up with a salad, but i know his fat ass dont want it
Boy yo ass the height of my lil cousin
Caught his ass out in philly he runnin, yeah (he runnin, he runnin)
Wait, how the f*ck you eat this? (f*ck eat this?)
How the f*ck you eat that? (f*ck eat that?)
I dont know but you made it happen some how
That n*gga he fat as the f*ck and it look like his ass pregnant with a child
I just sit back and run up my bucks these n*ggas ain't catchin up for a while, oh yeah (oh yeah)
I ran up them racks on fanduel
I ran up them bands on prizepicks
Tryna take his food he said "That's my sh*t' (yeah)
n*gga fat he gotta eat in privatе, (yeah)
It been 4 years you still ain't poppin, (wow)
Im like why n*gga еat the whole plate im like goddamn this n*gga got it (Got it, got it)
Hold up, how the f*ck i do this? (yeah)
How the f*ck i do that? (woah)
I dont know but i made it happen some how (woah)
Like how the n*gga get so fat i dont know but he made it happen somehow
Man that n*gga can't even run around
He run out of breath walking outside the house