This is a song about "Chicken and rtanch"

Crispy, crispy chicken.

I'm a son of a gun

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

They had a hell of a run

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Shout out chicken getting chicken

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Contagious like chicken pox

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

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Hard to move on when you always regret one