[Intro: Nour]
Ayy, Dabo, you got a fat ass head, bruh
Keep stayin' with that filter, 'cause he chopped
Neiko, you fat as hell and you got them bonkers
A'ight, let's go

[Verse 1: Nour & Gawsxo]
I'ma pack you up like I'm 'posed to
Crying to these rappers' music, they don't even know you
They said Nour ain't perfect than Young Dabo, I can show you
Fake ass long, if I catch you, I'ma fold you
Nour, shut the fuck up, n***a (Boy)

[Interlude: Gawsxo]
Gelatoo on the beat
Ayy, Dabo on a switch (Wah, wah, n***a)
Fuck Dabo in this bitch (Wah, wah, n***a, on God)
5-Star in this bitch (Wah, wah, n***a)
Yeah, n***a (Wah, wah, n***a)
Fuck n***a (Wah, wah, n***a, on God)

[Verse 2: Gawsxo]
Fuck lil' Kikz, Kikz fat as a bitch
Don't want to talk to that bitch
Get your whole head
She wan' suck my dick, but I don't want that bitch
Neiko fat as shit, get out the kitchen (Get out the kitchen)
Dabo get a cut, that's an impossible mission (An impossible mission)
Neiko say it's us, tell them guys I don't do missing (No missing)
Neiko fatter than a bitch (N***a)
Can't really stress, he big as shit (N***a)
I'm in London wit' yo' bitch (N***a)
Catch that boy, he slow as fuck
I just put Young Dabo in a pack and I rolled him up
I just heard that Neiko talkin' smack, so I folded him up
They say I'm that young n***a that quiet, Dabo duckin' up
If I came in that bitch with the map, I'ma fuck him up
[Verse 3: Wayne]
N***a, you know that I'm on yo' ass
Heard your lil' diss, you lil' boy, you is ass
Tell 'em that no, you on't get it back
Hop on the beat, you know I'ma spaz
Lil' Kikz wearin' that same ass fit
I know that [?] gon' smell as shit
What's left is that big n***a, you a bitch
If I catch yo' ass, I'ma put you in a ditch
Like Neiko, you is a lame, stay in your lane before your ass get flamed
'Cause you is the one with the guns to hop on the beat
And now you got us goin' insane
BBL, BBL
I know y'all got diabetes, y'all better check, 'cause you got big ass titties
I know y'all fat ass n***as don't wipe yo' ass, y'all booties be shitty
Got Max fuckin' your signals up, yeah, my n***a's doin' this ditty
Shootin' on n***as is too easy, just like Chris Paul shooting' a fifty
Man, y'all ugly as fuck, y'all get fucked up, like, n***a, I ain't showin' a pity
Got a bottom floor boss and some fat n***as that don't even floss
Man, y'all so fat, y'all need a Big Mac, bigger than that n***a Rick Ross
Yeah, I'm on that demon time, get back in hand in cost
Man, y'all so gay, y'all be in a circle, gettin' your salad tossed

[Interlude: Young Dabo, Plaqueboymax]
I said please forgive me
I don't want to have to cry like I did to Frank, damn
I know you probably just want my Frank, damn
And n***a, I ain't gonna lie (Dabo, shut the fuck up!)
Hahaha (Gelatoo on the beat)
Ayy, look, lil' n***a, you've been riding 5-Star dick for years
Now you gon' switch? And you gon' team with the opps? You're done
[Verse 4: Plaqueboymax]
Say that you love me, I don't even miss you
How you gon' team with the n***as that diss you?
Pussy ass n***a, you know you my kid too
You is an eater, like what is the issue?
Cry like a bitch, n***a, where is your tissue? (Cry like a bitch, n***a, where is your tissue?)
Let the bro get you eat, I'ma flip you
In my DMs, now he beating that shit too
Hold up, Dabo, Kikz and Neiko, huh, three fattest n***as alive
Go to a scale, they are like 900 pounds combined
Who the fuck let their sorry ass rap on a beat? Yeah, I swear that shit is a crime
Bro, when they copy my whole fuckin' flow and reaction, you can tell with the look of their eyes