This is a song about "Chicken massala"

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Winner winner chicken dinner

Poke out from behind her

What up girl, tell me how you been

Shout out chicken getting chicken