Fine All Day

[Verse]
Fat stacks, nah, I’m stacking plates,
Big appetite, but I’m trimming the weights.
Fine women flock, call it bird migration,
Every step I take, a new vibration.
Snakes in the grass, I mow with precision,
Tunnel vision, goals sharper than incision.
[Chorus]
Fat bitch? Nah, fine bitches all day,
In the whip, make it drip, let the bassline play.
All night, all right, they gon’ sway,
Fine bitches all day, all day.
[Verse 2]
She strut, runway, catwalk dreams,
Gold wrist gleam, light cut through the seams.
Queen on the scene, sipping slow mojitos,
Game so tight, could thread through a needle.
Money talk loud, but my actions scream,
Kingpin moves, plotting on the regime.
[Chorus]
Fat bitch? Nah, fine bitches all day,
In the whip, make it drip, let the bassline play.
All night, all right, they gon’ sway,
Fine bitches all day, all day.
[Bridge]
Crown on the head, no Burger King toys,
Diamonds on my chest, no cubic decoys.
We shining, grinding, timing so flawless,
Bassline bumping, yeah, we lawless.
[Outro]
Fine bitches all day, that’s the vibe,
Trap beats hit, let the night come alive.
From the streets to the suite, we stay fly,
Fine bitches all day, no lie.

trap, bassline, heavy bassline, sharp hi-hats, layered synths, rap, beats, male vocals