Doughnut Boys Pt 2 Fat Nick (Ft. Mikey the Magician & Pouya)

[Intro: Pouya]
Yuh, Buffet Boys, motherfucker!
All y'all soft-ass, pussy-ass, bitch-ass hoes out there
Lil' fuckboys out there, you ain't 'bout shit, motherfucker
This Buffet Boys, motherfucker!
We eatin' good, motherfucker, we eatin' good!
We eatin' good, bitch!
We eatin' good, motherfucker!
It's Doughnut Boys Pt 2, bitch!
You ain't ready for this shit!
You know we out here, motherfucker!
It's Buffet Boys, bitch, motherfucker!
It's Buffet Boys, bitch!
Buffet Boys!

[Verse 1: Fat Nick]
Double G's, that yellow lean
Her mouth sloppy like promethazine
Your girl want me, she wanna fuck
I said, "Give me top and I will roll blunts"
Up in the hood burnin' sativa
Old-school satch', bitch, I look like Frieza
Creepin' on your block off the green Xans
Talk shit, run your lips, catch these hands
Roll up some 'Woods, filled with them grams
Your bitch drop neck then she gone like spam
Snatch a bitch, steal a bitch, fuck you, man
Bitch, want me to slide? I don't do romance
When I came through, I smell like Versace
Fendi to my [?][0:59], I'm oh-so bossy
Bossin' the bitch, grabbin' my dick
You aren't my girl, guess you somethin', my bitch
[?][1:04]
Trappin' the birds, man, I brought you that bag
None my friends [?][1:08], boy, snap your ass back
Click-clack, pow, drop your head to the ground
Pool full of lean, kush smoke, clear the scene
The whole squad with it, green beams at your knees
Shawty drop neck, made her drop, so weak
Slid in the coochie, got lost for a week