Bad Bitch Big Folks

[Intro: Chris Crack]
Couple niggas told they ain't my friends no more
Couple niggas told they ain't my friends no more
Couple niggas told they ain't my friends no more
Couple niggas told they ain't my friends no more

[Verse: Chris Crack]
Put a jelly bean in the belly button, it's party bussin'
Miss me with the turkey, that's a pass on the stuffing
And her stomach spillin' over the mom jeans like muffins
I'mma still love it, flanges and custard
My hair's luscious, so don't touch it (Perfect!)
That pussy bear hugging, huh
You know the vibes, I'm in the zone
Offered her the world, she said she had her own
Just go to work, don't bring the chatter home
Ay, you can miss me with the scattered tones and blabbing on
Just keep it silent
And when she cut her hair, start using a condom
I'm Mister Rogers, the problems
Ay, which hand is dominant?
A hard smack finna follow it
And you better have the greens collard
Shit, I only want the rice if it's Jollof
And these rappers just be actin' like toddlers
I just try not to bottle it
And this writing music, always lookin' fly to do this
It ain't a competition 'bout who the hardest
It's about who lied, about what utter the name of an artist
Cry before the rain started, we all the same target
But they ain't tryna see it
They mind depleted while they buying features, huh
Like Little Caesar's pizza
This shit get deeper than freezers, I had to heat up
I'm feeling like a Benz rolling down to Avis
I was pimpin', never rode a Caddy
It's just let me get my ends and bring 'em back to daddy
She gotta hope you win
A girlfriend is just a best friend that touches you inappropriately
I gotta scope it and see
You can't be the best and have a day job
This is State Farm
Ay, make dinner, don't make war
I don't give a fuck if that was they problem
Ugh!