This is a song about "Chicken noodle soup"

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

Where would i be without my dogs

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model

I'm out my ramen noodle, we have nothing in common, poodle

I eat these skaters like chicken

She’s a star if i ever seen one

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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