This is a song about "Chicken w"

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Winner winner chicken dinner

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

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

I'll go to walmart and reverse the w!

Catch you up on places i've been

When i eat that chicken,

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Got hu women frostburg women

These hoes is wicked a female chicken

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Then ima trouble you, i spit a killer f-l-o-w