Of all burgers the chips
Fuck, clean up on aisle six
For a bit of weed and chips
They gettin chips, they flippin bricks
That's a new flow
Now you can't cake no moe
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen
Saying life's a piece of cake
God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate
Yeah, waiting for a change to come
Closest you'll get is being chicken
I woulda done anything for my own
Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone
Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips
My city's culture to the game now in existence
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