CHICKENS

Woah, woah (Wheezy outta here)
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Keep all my money, chicken
Woah, woah
Married my money, chicken
Woah, woah

Chickens, chickens (Put up the rings)
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens (Pour that deine)
Chickens, chickens
All I talk it is chickens, chickens (All I, all I talk bout racks)
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Kitchen

Sit down and stay down until you come up
Go **** an M&M up on the truck
Snatch up a Bentley truck just off the row
Without this Richard, my swag up to par
Over three M&Ms just on the car
Ballin like everyday, night til tomorrow
Give me a Sprite, Ima fill it up with dope
Totin the fire, nigga, I hope you dont chokе
What you do? Hey, hey, hey, hеy, hey, hey, hey
Hundred bitches , they calling me Chamberlain
New millennium, look like an alien
Put a mil on the scale, gotta weigh em in
I take off, see the fire out the tail end
Tell the troops up and load up a caravan
I maneuver, but I got a ratchet
Had the bulletproof whip, well crash it (Crash it)
When you dealing with demons, we careless
Different levels to hitters and bad bitches
I was geekin, I smashed on a catfish
I was leanin and stopped all the Xanax
I been meanin to cut back on ecstasy
I been thinkin bout findin an exit
On the E-way, I know you cant catch me
Aint go nowhere without pourin the Tuss up
Get together in leather and cut itup
Black foreign automobiles, Wakanda
And aint goin nowhere, we ****in this shit up every single summer
Like when I was sellin coke inside the trenches, know a nigga go bonkers
(Wheezy outta here)
How you gettin, nigga, what you doin?

Chicken, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken, chicken
Chicken
All I want it is chicken, chicken
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken, yeah

Pluto been ****in this shit up, goin
Yeah, I aint goin nowhere without my tool

Yeah, you aint got no sack, you rappin bout your partner pack
On me even OT like I dont know how to lack
This aint 03, I aint Jeezy, leave with it , cant bring it back
Slime language, phone might be tapped
Five racks make her lay on her back
Pop me another one, try and relax
Save the opinions, I just want the facts
Do your opps die? Yeah, all the goddamn time
Do them shots fly? Yeah, arm, chest, neck, mind
How much more I gotta buy to get the price to twenty-five?
Im the real thing, I been a plug, can get it to you still
This that pure caine, you add the soda, it wont ****k up the feel
Used to cook Hank, the vinegar , it swell, keep the smell
Take a heap from out that block, I know his drop cause he cant tell
On my block, yeah, Im like Pac, but I aint dyin or goin to jail
Used to serve lows with my pops, he had the spots, I had the mail
I found life insidea pie, a bust down AP watch as well
She know Im rich but sittin here pissed like she aint leaving til I pay her, crazy

Chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken (Wheezy outta here), chicken
Chicken
All I want it is chicken, chicken
Chickens, chickens
Chickens, chickens
Chicken, yeah

Pluto been **** in this shit up, goin
Yeah, I aint goin nowhere without my tool

Yeah, yeah, chicken
Yeah, kitchen, yeah, yeah, yeah