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BBM (Fat Boy Fall)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
BBM (Fat Boy Fall) was released on May 10, 2024 by AlliKnowIsGrindENT as a part of the album BBM (Fat Boy Fall) - Single
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Release DateMay 10, 2024
LabelAlliKnowIsGrindENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chi TheRealist
Chi TheRealist
Performer
James Lucious Boykins III
James Lucious Boykins III
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Lucious Boykins III
James Lucious Boykins III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tha Layout
Tha Layout
Producer
Joi "Stewdiopheen" Wynn
Joi "Stewdiopheen" Wynn
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Verse 1:
Pretty fat muhfucka
Don't mistake me for no chick
I can't ever sweat a woman, got a different type of drip
You know I come from the Field
I keep my cleats, I never slip
She got ass and hella thick
Then I'ma add her to my list
Yeah, I rap, but that's my gift
Yo pussy trash, then you my sis
She said my belly in the way
Then Uber home or we can Lyft
Usually I don't smoke
But that don't mean I don't get lit
Sapphire Kush
I'm rolling 60 like I'm nip
Grew up surrounded by killers
They say that it takes a village
Need me a shorty that's sweet
Chocolate, don't want no vanilla
I wear no shirts and chinchillas
You **** shop at the Villa
She like a king bout his skrilla
So she let me beat like J Dilla
Someone get me a chick from Wakanda
I always been TheRealist, but I'll lie to ya honor
This is Fat Boy Fall, I might as well be the founder
When I say I'm bout my chicken, that's a double entendre
That's facts, fat **** is back
Baby gon be my dinner, ima provide the snacks
Call me that fat **** or that rap ****
Anything but wack,
Crazy I'm a Capricorn, but I ain't never Cap,
You know my name C.H.I
Everything I do B.I.G
I rep A.I.K.I.G
And I'm a king like T.I.P
I am your girl's M.C.M
And you gon be her T.B.T
I'm her friend with E.B.T,
B.B.M the G.O.A.T
Bitch
Chorus:
Yes, I gotta confess
I can't chase no hoes cuz that shit get me outta breath
Ohh ohh ohh
Flex,
Big **** the best
So girl gimmie a call when you get tired of all that stress
Yes, I gotta confess
I can't chase no hoes cuz that shit get me outta breath
Ohh ohh ohh
Flex,
Big **** the best
So girl gimmie a call when you get tired of all that stress
Verse 2:
Check, all I chase is checks
I do calls no text
I still want baguettes, I still want my ex
This ain't the time for confessions
I never remember losing,
Bitch all of my L's were lessons
She like that I'm fat and I'm fly
But my clothes are not that expensive
You should get you a **** that can do both
I can do Tims or a suit and a tie
I ordered salad and fries, cuz I'm really bad at decisions
I love when she call me big poppa
I eat it so good she ready to die
Look at my face (Look at my face)
Bitch I am a mood (Aww shit)
I feel like Ghost, no one can stop me, whatchu gon do (Aww shit)
Get out my way (Get out my way)
You better move (Aww shit)
Bitch I'm the goat, big **** winning, I never lose (Aww shit)
Might have a minaj today, just might supersize today
I just might go to McDonald's, get two apple pies today
Girl that pussy bomb, had to Bag that
I just might make you a hashtag,
Gon put ya ex in a trashbag
Yeah you know that **** madd madd
Chorus:
Yes, I gotta confess
I can't chase no hoes cuz that shit get me outta breath
Ohh ohh ohh
Flex,
Big **** the best
So girl gimmie a call when you get tired of all that stress
Yes, I gotta confess
I can't chase no hoes cuz that shit get me outta breath
Ohh ohh ohh
Flex,
Big **** the best
So girl gimmie a call when you get tired of all that stress
Outro:
And I be that sexiest, fat, light skinnded **** alive
Pretty muhfucka don't mistake me for no bitch..
Ah!
Written by: James Lucious Boykins III
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