Chicken

Chicken wing, chicken wing

Hot dog and bologna, chicken and macaroni

Chillin' with my homies (It's Great John beats, baby)

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Chicken-chicken wing, chicken wing

Hot dog and bologna, chicken and macaroni

Chillin' with my homies

Ay, I used to trap, flip, we doin' shit you imagine, ay

Ran up at Saks Fifth, I spent a brick on the fashion

My body different, that's all she could say when we kick it

I just seen the opps, had them dodgin' and dippin'

Popped a Perc and that shit had me trippin', ay

Run up, ay, I get you done up

I ain't trustin' a soul, that's a set up

Told lil' bro, "Let off shots, never let up"

If they slip, then we slide, get wet up

You ain't really outside, then shut up

No, you can't sit with the gang, gotta get up

Pull up with gang, we got fifty or better, ay

Fuck around, make it hot in December

I know my heart cold, I was born in the winter

And this ice on my neck make 'em shiver

Told lil' mama, "Come fuck with a winner"

Had my shooters pull up in the Sprinter

Boy, you food? Then we lookin' for dinner

They can't see in this whip 'cause it's tinted

I'm smokin' on dope, this is not for beginners, ay

We gettin' chicken, chicken

That's the reason why she's splittin', lickin', ay

You know they don't love you, hey

They just tryna get the riches, ay

Get it (Huh), flip it, if he talkin' down, I'ma lift it

**** participatin' in snitchin'

You can't take the heat, better get out the kitchen

Ain't no contemplatin', get to clickin'

You know I'm picky, don't know who I'm pickin'

(Sleepy, why you outside of this club?)

'Cause they said that we can't get the grip in

No feelin', John gon' cook up the beat, I'ma kill it

I can't fuck with the fake, I'm the realest

Big EBK, shoot your shot, then we dippin'

Ay, boy we steppin'

If he move incorrect, I correct him

He get popped like a cork when we test him

Rap with the opps, we throw shots at the session

Ay, that's impressive

Rubber band on the clip, I'ma stretch him

Rubber band on the brick when I check it

Drop me the addy, I bet I address it

Ay, never stressin'

Just make sure that I get all my credit

We treat bullets like butter, we spreadin'

All over blocks at the opps till we bloody

Ay, never settin'

Choppa burn him like Usher, I let it

If he beef with the gang, ain't no dead it

It ain't no peace with the gang, that's a lesson, ay

We gettin' chicken, chicken

That's the reason why she's splittin', lickin', ay

You know they don't love you, hey

They just tryna get the riches, ay

Get it (Huh), flip it, if he talkin' down, I'ma lift it

**** participatin' in snitchin'

You can't take the heat, better get out the kitchen