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Got yo' bitch, sitting on my dickins
Nigga you ain't shit
Chop your head off like a chicken
Then a nigga come through and
I fuckin' yo bitchit
Pull out

Dope fiends in and out your home
You don't know shit about gettin'
It in the parking lot
You ain't never dropped them zips
In a gumbo pot
What you know

down and tune into this music
I'll be a legеnd soon, yeah
I’m finna prove it
So hit play, check a couplе of tracks out
I'm in it to win it I
Ain't putin

pops
Locking lips with a hot locksmith
Find out I was adopted
By chimps and a hippopotamus
Tyler's a fucking animal
When he spit, he goes ape shit
So it

Running out of time that I can give
Even pennies shine
Girl I'm stingy with Mo-Jo I think I should
Gave it to you fast and gave you slow
Cooked you chicken

tryna start a fight
This a cat, this ain't no scat, you need to check the price
Foot on gas don't need no breaks
Chicken wings, don't go on dates
Turn

Cooper Street to my hood, we gon'
Keep it in the fam, nigga
Gettin' chicken, I ain't never been a ham
Nigga
Got it out the mud, I ain't never did a scam

den made me a million
Drop a bag on a hoe if I feel it
This really ain't rap I live it
Need a bag out of state I ship it
I hope you ain't smoking

and I'd yell
Out "Duck, motherfuckers
There go 5-0!" Whoo!
Dressing like a thug in the mall and shit
Me and Emily just called it quit's
She was a young fire

eat chicken balls for dinner
You eat chocolate balls for dessert

Shut up shut up get out of my face
Shut up shut up get out of my face
Shut up shut up

killas, pull out they phone when they see opps
So who really killing niggas? I'm just questioning yo Glock
You ain't broke that bitch in, you ain't never

cut into you
Until you go bleed it
I'm a thief
I can break in and enter
It like a high that it give to me
Like I'm out on a bender
If they try to stop

Ay
Shout out my guy crispy you know we getting chicken
Let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Ay
Ay
Ay
Ay
Fuck it, my shooters pop out of the cut

But I don't care too much to lie about it
I be talking to Moody how we is the best out here
But we gotta figure it out
I'm tired of talking, we done

Haaa these niccas lames to us these niccas
Ain't fucking with us Lame as fuck

I got this choppa on me leave u stretched out
Did some shit in my pass

Zombies all around coming out the ground ay

Look inside the ground and you see them zombies and they coming for me and they got no chill
And they coming

Aye brown skin, cute face, she a bad bitch
Shawty slim thick, lil' waist, real savage
Getting chicken
 shitting on these niggas on our cash shit

Spewing flames is your toilet (Oh)
You tryna' fight's a risk, but trust me
I resist you act so salty
I could beat you with the tiny whisk
Now go and run out

I just wanna be my best me
I could never be a less me
The demons out they tryna test me
But Im to focused to be lured
I will not let the rest finesse

luck dippin, hot wuk flippin,Cooking hot books on the kitchen while we fry chicken
only taking what your not given,
whats sinning ,when Satan serving

hasn't arrived
I've had enough of the class
Enough of the math
Those kids and text books 'cause
They covered in graphs
Yo, we volunteer to bring out

They got him touched for no reason how i'm posed to feel ?
Best believe we got them tools if we on a drill
Nigga we ah camp out on yo block we don't

Okay Jones man 

Hop  out, automatic park, don't touch a thing
Bitch, that's not my baby
Feel like Billie Jean
Remember when I used to
Rock them

searching for harmony
I need that soul food, that chicken and collard greens
Destiny calling me, I got to answer that
How you on edge but somehow you seem so