This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Cold, my style making my nose run

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I eat these skaters like chicken

What up girl, tell me how you been

Im fadded bring me 3 more bottles tryna hit the room with this bad lil model

So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,