FriedChicken

Foenem in this bitch with me gang in this bitch blood

Five fingers to the sky n***** know how we ride zoo life till I die n****

N***** know what the fuck goin on twenty-six twelve shit bitch

(free the guys huh)

Twenty six twelve they wanna know the meaning

All my bitches know I'm leaving, I don't need a reason

Before you think about tweaking let us take up with Jesus

Cause nine times out of ten you gon get sent to me

I talk about drugs because they make me happy

Any my lil cousin trap house look like a clan route it

Bow bow, tryna catch a n***** pissin in that alley

My cougar bitch call me grandbaby since I can't be daddy

Fuck your music thats shit I'm not tryna hear

First of all I aint no rapper, I'm just tryna make it clear

Don’t drive to fast or way too slow I'm quick to say boy on that whip

Dump at that ride they spin again, just like a burger that bitch flip

Hit the flip, I'm the biggest

I'm the motherfucking goat

If you not feeling what I'm saying hit the motherfucking door

In the back, her face in lap, I’m somewhere riding with your hoe

I feel like BasedGod tell your bitch I'm coming for her throat n****

Chicken Chicken

Fry his ass

Face shot, Chest shot, then I thigh his ass

Face card good you gon see me ridin’ pass

They see my little ass and n***** get to walking fast

Bow Bow got the child lock on, I'm out the roof blickin

Bow Bow get down or lay down when I shoot n*****

Bow Bow marchin down your block cause we the troops n*****

Bow Bow we don’t wanna hang with these new n*****

Claiming that they shooters they won't hurt a fly

That man was they only slider I know they heard he died

You the reason that your homie down for 35

All that for nothing still got out and got shot 30 times

You was there I know you seem them hoes in there

They like damn do it

Boy you always got them hoes with you

Every where you go you always bring them fucking poles with you

And you got a chopper thats gon sing like Keysha Cole n****

Boy come cook this shit up, don’t get put on a stove n****

We bake young and old n***** boy I thought I told n*****.

We treat n***** just like clothes we’ll lint roll n*****

We gon’ check your confidence since you think you a bold n****

Hold on, I say

Chicken Chicken

Fry his ass

Face shot, Chest shot, then I thigh his ass

Face card good you gon see me ridin’ pass

They see my little ass and n**** get to walking past

Bow Bow got the child lock on, I'm out the roof blickin

Bow Bow get down or lay down when I'm shooting n****

Bow Bow marchin down your block cause we the troops n****

Bow Bow we don’t wanna hang with these new n****

Bow Bow got the child lock on, I'm out the roof blickin

Bow Bow get down or lay down when I'm shooting n****

Bow Bow marchin down your block cause we the troops n****

Bow Bow we don’t wanna hang with these new n*****