Fat Off The Value Menu

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
Pull up, pull up
(let’s eat)
[Verse 1]
Pull up to the window like “you know what time it is”
Drive-thru queen, got a crown made of condiments
Don’t talk diets, baby, talk dipping sauce
Twenty-piece platter, that’s a light little cost
I’m a fat bitch, happy, that’s my vibe
Extra crunchy on the side, that’s my type
Waistline curvin’ like the fries in my hand
If you talkin’ ’bout my body, better talk ’bout the brands
[Chorus]
I’m a fat bitch ’cause I like chicken nuggets (yeah)
Stack ’em to the sky, let me dunk it, dunk it
Big Mac second, but I still really love it (uh)
Lettuce fallin’ out my lap, I ain’t tryna tuck it
Don’t forget the Dr Pepper in my cup (sip, sip)
Big thirst, big body, fill it up (fill it up)
If you hatin’ on my plate, that’s tough (that’s tough)
I’ma still eat good, I don’t care that much
[Verse 2]
Order lookin’ like a party on a weekday
Two bags deep just to get through a cheat day
Nuggets in the purse, that’s my emergency plan
Catch me munchin’ in the Uber, got the sauce on my hand
They be whisperin’ like “damn, she don’t miss a meal”
But I’m smilin’ with the crumbs, ’cause I’m way too real
Body like a snack, whole meal, lil’ buffet
If you can’t handle all this, then get out the way (hey!)
[Chorus]
I’m a fat bitch ’cause I like chicken nuggets (yeah)
Stack ’em to the sky, let me dunk it, dunk it
Big Mac second, but I still really love it (uh)
Lettuce fallin’ out my lap, I ain’t tryna tuck it
Don’t forget the Dr Pepper in my cup (sip, sip)
Big thirst, big body, fill it up (fill it up)
If you hatin’ on my plate, that’s tough (that’s tough)
I’ma still eat good, I don’t care that much
[Bridge]
Supersize pride, I’ma toast to that (cheers)
Living my life, I’ma post that snack
If you feel this, go and raise that bag
Every big bad bitch, let me hear y’all brag (whoo)
[Chorus]
I’m a fat bitch ’cause I like chicken nuggets (yeah)
Stack ’em to the sky, let me dunk it, dunk it
Big Mac second, but I still really love it (uh)
Lettuce fallin’ out my lap, I ain’t tryna tuck it
Don’t forget the Dr Pepper in my cup (sip, sip)
Big thirst, big body, fill it up (fill it up)
If you ridin’ how I ride, that’s us (that’s us)
We gon’ still eat good, we don’t care that much (nah)

rap, Crunk-trap rap beat at mid-tempo, heavy 808 knock and rattling hi-hats, swaggering female vocals. Hook built around crowd-chant rhythm with layered ad-libs, verses ride a bouncy pocket with playful punchlines and a thick sub-bass. Occasional filtered beat drops under key punchlines, last chorus stacks doubles and hype shouts for a rowdy, triumphant finish.