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Chicken Box
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Chicken Box was released on June 27, 2025 by #Boyz Entertainment LLC / EMPIRE as a part of the album Like Mike
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Release DateJune 27, 2025
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM106

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
RMC Mike
RMC Mike
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Lee Smith
Michael Lee Smith
Songwriter
Dwayne William Moore
Dwayne William Moore
Songwriter
Daniel Sebastien Gaglio
Daniel Sebastien Gaglio
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wayne616
Wayne616
Producer
DannyG
DannyG
Producer
Skyler Gibbons
Skyler Gibbons
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat (It's a Wayne beat)
Yeah, alright
[Verse 1]
We some apex predators
Throw a switchy on my Glock, it shoot better
I throw a Patek on her wrist, she'll better her
We the fuckin' GAFFLEBOYZ, I been tellin' her
Yeah, thirty-five hundred for a sweater, yapp
He talkin' some shit, but I'm better, yapp
Bro, I drop some shit while he on Tether, yapp
Fats yellin' out, "Woo," let me get 'em, Fox
[Verse 2]
Five-hundred-thousand on blues, this a chicken box
We can meet up anywhere, ****, pick a spot
This not that twenty-sixth, this a different Glock
I finna drop a six in a little pop
Hmm, you gotta add ice
I was servin' out a trap that never had lights
You never spit your last on the bag, right?
Put a laser on my Glock, I got a bad sight
[Verse 3]
Psych, see, walked in with some juice, pour the half pint
This bitch supercharged, do the dash, right?
Beat her down off her Perc', she like, "Damn, Mike"
You gotta chill out a bit, wack a ****, tryna stay anonymous
She like, "Mike, you miss that pussy?" I say, "Not a bit"
Bust a nut, then I gotta dip
He bought a bunch of pints, but they counterfeit
Huh, yeah, they fake as fuck
I'm lookin' for the Scram, I'm tryna scrape it up
I made twenty racks before wakin' up
[Verse 4]
You can't go to work with me, you don't make enough
I gotta break fast to pick the bacon up
Bitch got a BBL, but it don't shake enough
You can't sign to GAFFLEBOYZ, you don't make enough
You might OD off this shit if you take enough
Stuffin' dick in this baby mama, got 'em breakin' up
Right now I got a four of Quagen in my double cup
When I drop this tape, bet I double up
[Verse 5]
You are not grinding for real, get your hustle up
Unc in the feds, beatin' ****, doin' muscle-ups
She ain't got no waist at all with a bubble butt
Five fours back to back, we be cuttin' up
Go strong, use a mask when you cuttin' up
Four thousand for the Louis V button-up
I brought the semi out today, bro, put the button up
She be tryna give me face, but it's nuttin' up
I just love my .308, it's a mind-tapper
Bullets hittin' hard like a linebacker
Ten milli' on my hip, you a nine-packer
Seats in the Maybach, they recline backwards
[Verse 6]
Woo, and it's bulletproof
I don't wanna hear about shit that you couldn't do
Or you wouldn't do, or you shouldn't do
Bust another, ask the bitch, "What you finna do?"
Got four on the floor, I kicked a bitch off the penthouse
Then I dropped the bag off to my bitch house
She'll eat the whole dick, she got a big mouth, hmm
Took a hunnid off the bank just to give out
I'm tryna give a mill' back to the block like I'm Lil' Top
He ain't even see it comin', sent the hookshot
Run off with a bag, get his foot chopped
Bitch made me nut fast, she had a good shot
[Outro]
Like, her shit was really decent as fuck
Waterfall type shit, you hear me?
Yeah, ghetto boy, RMC Mike shit
****, you know what the fuck goin' on, ****
Written by: Daniel Sebastien Gaglio, Dwayne William Moore, Michael Lee Smith
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