Nail Tech Remix (Jack Harlow) Merkules

Fat boy but I still got a big p*nis
Please stop sending your links to my inbox I won't peep it
I'm courtside with the demons, went from the local pub to arenas
Take a look around and you all my suns like Phoenix, I'm seasoned
Just ordered the steak got a case of the munchies
Never came in the game for the fame and the money
Put my name on my chain just incase they mistook me
30k and a PJ plane just to book me
Now there's not a place that I haven't been
Two matchin whips like I'm havin' twins
Like Slim Shady like I'm back again
Camera's snappin pics while I have to piss like
Whoah, Whoah
Bitch please gimme my space
She heard I'm Canadian she now thinks I know Drake
Put maple syrup on my pancakes and the ski slope on my chain
And the flight attended says she's a fan she let me smoke on her plane, dang
Hey, I just nailed this that's a mani pedi
I'm about to kill them grab the anesthetic
No food for thought cause I'm fat already
From the Kraft Dinner to the Alphaghetti
Got a full clip for my adversaries
I held the weight that they cannot carry
The whole fanbase is imaginary like
Wow, Wow
This music industries is too funny
They talk a lot through they keyboards
But don't do nothing I'm too comfy
Ain't scared of heights I'm on the top floor
And that view's sunny that's new money
They keep askin' when the album's at
That's soon comin' my tunes buzzin' right