[Verse 1: Fat Guy (Egomanic)]

All the fat bitches in the club; shake that ass for me (Shake it)

Palms on your knees; if you actually got hands for me (Shake it)

Make you raw sushi like Japan, homie

If you were America, you still wouldn't drop this Fat Man, homie (Naw)

Crane to lift me out of bed; boy, I live luxury

One eye on each side yo' head; boy, you look ugly (God damn)

You ain't evolved for shit since the Cambrian Explosion

I could wipe y'all out throwing my Sprite cans into your ocean (God damn)

Bring bass with the bass; cook some steak with his ass

Ain't no cheese in the oven when I take out this mac (Delicious)

Momma always told me nеver to play with the snacks (Nevеr)

So I smack if she don't suck and make her bake sumth fast

I been wearing XXL since Freshman year; fuck a cypher (Fuck that)

.40 on the waist, but we not measurin’ sizes

Show no love for hoes like the owner of this pet at sea

You die and they replace you quick; they goldfish with the memory. (Mmmm)

[Verse 2: Fish (Egomanic)]

Catch your breath yet?

Wouldn't want you to get hypertension

I’m not fatphobic but it gets tuah point, dude

So have a seat or two, or however many can hold you

Can’t sit on a plane cause you make others feel awkward (Blub blub)

Can’t walk one block without your lungs getting blocked up (gasp)

I see why you find comfort in feasting, you monster

Rolling through your shitty life like a fish outta water

Two sets of paired fins and they too stunning

You got two sacks of padding on your chest that do nothing (Fat fuck)

But I like you, I’d hate for you to get a heart attack

But you're one fry away from Lucky Star losing another fan (Put 'em in the bag instead)

All the healthy women: make it clap, shake that ass for me (Shake it)

If your asscheeks don’t sag, shake that ass for me (Shake it)

Better talk to me with your twenty chins out

You like fish sticks so much? Well put these in your mouth (Ya)

[Verse 3: Fat Guy (Egomanic)]

Tell his owner put him in his tank; 'fore I take the fisher bait (Huh)

Pull his little brain out the river; make him fish filet (Eat him up)

That way he can serve a purpose other than to flap around

From adoption to when they find him floating with his back down

[Verse 4: Fish (Egomanic)]

And yet I still outlive the fatass who’s never seein’

The next 3 or so years of his life or his penis (Pfft)

I’d say you should swim with us, but the problem with that is

I can’t let you in my pond cause we don’t allow-

[Outro: Fish (Egomanic)]

Ahhhhhh, Ahhhhhh, Ahhh

The fuck, the fuck are you doing!?

Ah, No, no, no, not like this, not like this

Ahhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhhh