[Verse 1]
Slim stumbled in with his check still creased
Hat turned crooked, new J’s on his feet
Bottle in his hand, breath loud when he speak
Said, “I came for a blessing and a lil’ lunch meat” (hold up)
DJ spinning, glitter on the floor like snow
Shorty with the baby hairs dropping it low
He seen all that jiggle, eyes started to glow
Single tear on his cheek like a late-night show
[Chorus]
He love them big ol’ plates in the club, that’s facts (yeah)
Left cheek, right cheek, Slim losing track
He cry when it bounce, he a sensitive thug
Getting breastfed feelings in the middle of the club (uh)
Beer in his hand, got foam on his lip
Whole face pressed where the sun don’t hit
He say, “Lord, thank you for this body and bass”
Milk money on the table, titties all in his face (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Booth in the back, VIP like a crib
Slim on the couch, burped twice, feeling big
Shorty sit him down, tuck his chain, fix his bib
He whisper, “Mama, I been wild, but I’m still your kid” (for real)
Cash on the floor like crumbs from a snack
He doing little lines off the curve of her back
She laughing, saying, “Boy, you ain’t built for that”
He sneeze mid-bend, powder puff in the crack (bless you)
[Chorus]
He love them big ol’ plates in the club, that’s facts (facts)
Left cheek, right cheek, Slim losing track
He cry when it bounce, he a sensitive thug
Getting breastfed feelings in the middle of the club (so soft)
Beer in his hand, got foam on his lip
Whole face pressed where the sun don’t hit
He say, “Lord, thank you for this body and bass”
Milk money on the table, titties all in his face (titties all in his face)