Krizz Kaliko, Merkules, Jelly Roll - Avoiding Mirrors lyrics

Now check out that big old boy
You don't really think we do, we got options
But a lot to pop and stop and just watch 'em
He's a lot to watch
He probably didn't block 'em
Never did take my shirt off in public
Think he never had a girl
Then he'd jerk off and love it
Eating ice cream
My thing is up at night eating my Cheez Whiz
You ain't got all the answers
Sway got to Fitbit or pick
The chicks to get with
Spit quick and I'm fat with a big dick
No neck and I never had a picnic
Treat 'em like a prostitute
Like I'm Slick Rick pig
I don't be pigging out with sis away from me
I cut his liver out just get away from me
You ain't got nothing to say to me
Think you cut me and I'll bleed out gravy
It's crazy the way that they view you
You think you sexy and flexing and
They see right through you
Don't look in the mirror, now do you?
Cause what you see ain't what
You pulled up in i go "Boy I'm thick"
Think I'm a pig in a wig
When I'm digging your bitch
If I start I don't quit
You gon' be seeing her leaving
And she screaming "Aye Krizz"

Yeah, fat boy lit, talk shit
I don't politic with dudes
Eat your food, swallow it
I don't care about your blue checks
I don't follow it
And I keep avoiding mirrors
Cause it ain't 'bout modeling watch out

I'm already dead somebody tried to kill me
Put the bullets in the bread i ate it up
I'm already cold
Somebody told me no fingers in the sugar bowl
I ate it up watch what you say
Watch what you say watch what you say
I'm all fucked up, aye

Fuck the calculator that's counting
All of the carbs
My counselor said to stop cause it's
Bound to fuck with my heart
I just had a Big Mac
Now I'm downing it with a pop
No one knows if I don't get no sodium
That's withdrawal i'm a fat fuck
I need mayonnaise in a major way
Always keep a couple bags of chips on layaway
Lost a bunch of weight cause I ate no food
And now it's all coming back like deja vu
So I hate the fucking mirror
And it hates me too
But I'm blessed motherfucker
I should say achoo
Every buffet lineup, I'm the first they feed
Hurts to breath
Worst you see when I Merk the beat
Every Thanksgiving they calling me Turkules
It's that bad, I need lap band surgery
I'm always going for seconds like certainly
And every time I leave the crib
I bring desert with me the fuck is the issue
I can't seem to kick it
I'm so fucking fooled that I
Can't clean the dishes
I swear to God being this fat's my religion
I get off the stage and
Go back in the kitchen
Like fuck diabetes I have all the symptoms
Merk, put down the burgers
I can't they're delicious
I tuck in my gut when
They asking for pictures
Tell shorty come over, we're having a picnic
I'm fucking over it

Yeah, fat boy lit, talk shit
I don't politic with dudes
Eat your food, swallow it
I don't care about your blue checks
I don't follow it
And I keep avoiding mirrors
Cause it ain't 'bout modeling watch out

I'm already dead somebody tried to kill me
Put the bullets in the bread i ate it up
I'm already cold
Somebody told me no fingers in the sugar bowl
I ate it up watch what you say
Watch what you say watch what you say
I'm all fucked up, aye

Aye, bloodshot, you can tell I'm lit
You probably think because I'm fat
I smell like shit
You probably think because I'm big
My bitch ain't bad found out she is, now i
Bet your bitch-ass mad, oh
I bet you think you digging for gold
Nah bitch cause the sheriff
Spit shivering cold
So froze you would think I spit
The shit in the snow on top of that
You should know I'ma hit it and go
I'm really smooth, mix me with your ridicule
Eat a bag of edibles
Bitch that's what I'm finna do
I'm all firing up, this shit is killing you
A fat boy but I swing dick
Like I'm a skinny dude
Give me some pizza and I'm fucking it up
Outside the club getting my dick
Sucked in a truck
Light girls with a thin waist
And junk in the trunk
And I like my Waffle House
Smelling covered in chuck
Fucking hourglass-shaped models, bottle
Full of sand, man
Meanwhile you fucking a fat
Girl and a grandam
Three girls hit me popping
Pussy on a handstand
And I'm taking all three home
That's a grand slam

Yeah, fat boy lit, talk shit
I don't politic with dudes
Eat your food, swallow it
I don't care about your blue checks
I don't follow it
And I keep avoiding mirrors
Cause it ain't 'bout modeling watch out

I'm already dead somebody tried to kill me
Put the bullets in the bread i ate it up
I'm already cold
Somebody told me no fingers in the sugar bowl
I ate it up watch what you say
Watch what you say watch what you say
I'm all fucked up, aye