[Intro: Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]
My name is Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe
I'm from the southwest side of Houston, Texas
And these are our moMINTs at the crib
I have my wife, Fat, with me, Fat say hey, Hey
I have, uh, Ness, D. David Michael Wyatt, and Luke with me
Y'all say hey, What up y'all, what's up?
I got Nic Humes and Baker, uh, they ain't got no mics but they gon' say hi
Then I got, uh, my children
Sagey poo say hi, Hi
And I got baby Fat, baby Fat say hi, Hi
And we got Choo-Choo Boy, he just got his first haircut
Choo-Choo say hi while your momma got you in a headlock
Yeah, I feel like this is gonna be a real active set
Let's see what happens
This first song is called "Round Here"
Sagey poo don't go crazy, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]
'Round here if it smell funny, onions gettin' peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, onions gettin' peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, get yo' onion peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, get yo' onion peeled
Look, I was out in the field since I was lil', never been house cat
I'm from where everyone active, if you come at them backwards, they be where yo' house at
I don't care about no hoes, where is yo' spouse at?
Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe, who cares if it's hard? You gon' have to pronounce that
[Chorus: Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]
Ah, it no be small ting at all, ah, it no be small ting at all
Ah, it no be small ting at all, ah, it no be small ting at all
Sing, it no be small ting at all, sing, it no be small ting at all
Sing, it no be small ting at all, yeah, it no be small ting at all
It no be small ting, no, it no be small ting at all

[Verse: Tobe Nwigwe & Tobe Nwigwe & Fat]
Aight, quick, quick, let me get this, when I spit it is vomit
I'm from H-Town so it's back to back and then back to back like the Comets
That's a four-peat, I got drip like nosebleeds
But don't be where the hoes be, I don't like where that road leads
Me and mine be lowkey, I don't do this for trophies
But some say I'm a shepherd 'cause I'm with the sheep like Bo Peep
Hopefully I sow seeds that lead them to green pastures
Told my dawg "You ain't no slave, them whips and chains just got you mastered"
Ouch, I know that's backwards, but hell, I feel we all done been dyslexic and ingested
What these Ekwensu Ochas done cemented in society
Even though they got this hoe with piracy
Anything but a life of piety with no compliancy from all they rivalries, but it's still
Click clack and a big kickback for those who won't get back
I don't chit-chat 'bout big stacks, 'round here they push yo' wig back
I'm a rarity, every bar is charity, that's how I give back
And word to the fade on my dome, I'm smooth as Razor Ramon wit' a slickback, ooh