This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Winner winner chicken dinner

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

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

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

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

I'm caged up in state prison

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I am not the only one

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

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen