album cover
KFC
Hip-Hop/Rap
KFC was released on March 15, 2025 by 4L Records as a part of the album KFC - Single
album cover
Release DateMarch 15, 2025
Label4L Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM79

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Josh Jones
Josh Jones
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josh Jones
Josh Jones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Jones
Josh Jones
Engineer

Lyrics

KFC
KFC, I'm a chicken man
Josh D
KFC, I'm a chicken, man
Standin' on that business, man
Groupie hoes, I'll flip a fan
Countin' up like fifty bands
Realness in my blood, you can go and lab test
Fuck it, get a fact check
Only time you'll see my name on papers is on a fat check
They say that they want smoke, well fuck it
We gon' go and match that
Bad bitches or opps
Either way, we finna clap that
Bad bitches or opps
Either way, we finna clap that
These hoes up in my business
Hope they see the tennis
I get paid a lot, every time I rap a sentence
They try to say I'm finished
But bitch, I'm still a up in it
It's hard to see the hate
Through these Cartier lenses
I'm bout to see the dentist
My teeth will bout to glisten
I need to hoe that listen
'Bout to catch another mission
All these guns inside the crib
This bitch think that I'm Al Capone
Keep my name up out your mouth
Whenever you speakin' on them phones
Yeah, my bitch is bad as fuck
I swear she get whatever she want
Yeah, my bitch is bad as fuck
I swear I love that hoe
KFC, I'm a chicken, man
Standin' on that business, man
Groupie hoes, I'll flip a fan
Countin' up like fifty bands
Realness in my blood, you can go and lab test
Fuck it, get a fact check
Only time you'll see my name on papers is on a fat check
They say that they want smoke, well fuck it
We gon' go and match that
Bad bitches or opps
Either way, we finna clap that
Bad bitches or opps
Either way, we finna clap that
Yeah, she bad, she get what she worth
She want ass, she want the works
She want a gun to put in her purse
Fuck it, we gon' put in that work
All that hatin' shit won't work
Go and buy your bitch a new purse
Before you ever come against me 'member
I'll do yo' ass the worst
Chasing money from the sun down to the dawn
I've been running it up so long
These lil' broke boys need a loan
Bitch, you know that I'm on go
Spin again and spin again
And make sure that you shatter bones
And my neck a light show
Walk inside the room and make it froze
KFC, I'm a chicken, man
Standin' on that business, man
Groupie hoes, I'll flip a fan
Countin' up like fifty bands
Realness in my blood, you can go and lab test
Fuck it, get a fact check
Only time you'll see my name on papers is on a fat check
They say that they want smoke, well fuck it
We gon' go and match that
Bad bitches or opps
Either way, we finna clap that
Bad bitches or opps
Either way, we finna clap that
I'm fly as the sky
These lenses cost 200 a piece
I see money in my eyes
Written by: Josh Jones
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...