Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
Of all burgers the chips
We buy cars, y’all flip whips
Got racks, ain’t talking tits
For a bit of weed and chips
Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.
So now she picks up the gun
Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back
Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag
Supposed to get the cake at the mart
A working genius, a work of art
I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets
So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips
Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice
Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice
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