LYRICS:

c'mere little fatty, Big Who's-that come get whacked by the fans you lack and I don't mean “wack” as in what you say when you're tryin to rap, playin’ an ass n' you bray (sample of MGB’s rhymes) no cap, admitting the whole country could fit on your lap what else he possibly do to hear back, he done ate on everything but on a track the fact that you really want to claim you’re ‘bout to show us how to take out a hall of famer K, you're the expert on take-out, eh? (take out "a") got the phrase wrong: showin’ us the take-out hall-of-famer ay bruh, I got a bit of bad news: we see through what they do who lack views and you're that dumb thinkin’ if you think claim being fat you'll distract from the fact you ain't but a fat bum who lets his lips sink so much trash, but too lazy to lip-sync his own trash so gassed but, only one that's afraid when you walks in's the owner of the buffet now if you're gonna say that you're dope or that “the wait(weight)’s over” (and ain't relayin’ what the scale told ya) it's time to convey- the mic AND the weight: I'ma be the doctor today and I'ma say you need to lose it... just lose it... no maybe's... so lame he's a, big baby, baby nobody's sayin’ the UK can't rap only just sayin’ that you fake and fat, “z double-u” double-U bra size only “W” you've claimed views ain't half bad, ALL the viewers tunin' into you hate that crap your own gang don't claim you, ain't that sad including the dudes in the UK that stack bodies on a track harder than you crave flapjacks “Sage, that's fat-joke number fourteen…” well of course, see he's opposite of “herbivore” meanin’ someone no one ever herdbefore, ‘er-before seen he's fat and he's wack: he doesn't deserve a more researched knelling like he's compelling ain't nobody running from Machine Gun Belly whose least fun's dwelling on the minute he'd begin to see reality: the daughter of the GOAT isn't into bestiality, so quit actin', being a big fat lame prick that chases clout for quick, wack fame or they'll say only thing in the end that “claimed” you's the heart attack from tryin’ to dig that grave