Chicken Coupe

(Damn, Sprk, you shot this?)

Snuck an eight of Wock' on

The plane in my carry-on

Told him he ain't talkin' 'bout guap, nigga

Carry on i been out in Cali gettin' money

I'm like Harry-O shawty just called me

Wan' me put this dick in every hole

Cartier diamond rings on, but

I ain't married, though

Yeah, that lil' weed you got

Straight, but it ain't Larry, though

Yeah, I see you came bustdown, it ain't Gary

Though the label tried to sign me for an M

I made that in the O

Just counted up a quarter million

On my kitchen table

Ain't been home a month and

Made three hundred, man, this shit amazing

Doggy say he got some strong grams

How much them bitches takin'?

Man, you ain't really got no pape' for real

We know you niggas fakin'

Trackhawks, Demons, Hellcats

We buy that shit and race it

Walk his ass down and fah, fah

Now he got a facial

You can't really fuck with me for real

You might as well face it

Thirty-six hundred for a seal

You know I gotta taste it

White diamond link, white Rollie

But I'm not racist

Young rich nigga love to ball

I'm like Sanaa Lathan

Pay a hundred dollars for my drawers

I am not basic

Bitch, give me my money right now

I ain't got patience

How the fuck is you a Ghetto Boy

And you ain't got a spaceship?

Man, how the fuck I'm 'posed to know

Your feelings if you don't say shit?

Hit a speed bump pourin' up and

I did not waste it

Read his paperwork, I know he told

He is not gangster

Finna drink this eight of Act' by myself

You cannot taste it

Only pourin' Sprites and cream sodas

I cannot waste it

I kinda knew my nigga tellin' on me

He would not face me

Just know, you take a slick shot at me

You gon' die later my weed louder than an

Old-school without a carburetor

I just jumped in a 550, I'ma park it later

Nigga got knee deep in that water

And the shark ate him

Lil' bro robbin' niggas for they buffs

He a Carti' taker

Guarantee you won't survive this

This an army weapon what the fuck

Your niggas paralyzed or somethin'?

They hardly steppin'

Tried to swipe somethin' in Saks Fifth

But my card declind-ed

Damn, I mean declined

You know I hardly know how to spell shit

You say that's straight drop Wock'?

Let me smell it gotta switch

I just dropped a whole clip in ten seconds

I'm a rapper now

You know I had to grab a big necklace

Went to Golden Sun first

Then I went to Hutch second

Now I'm back fuckin' with Mike

He been wettin' shit

Lil' bro like a yoga class trainer

He be stretchin' shit

Fucked her off a Perc' and

Asked her how I did, she said excellent

He thought he just took a Perc-30

That's Excedrin

Amiris on, so much money in my pocket

Gotta wrestle it

Leave the scene in a Hellcat

Come back in a Tesla

I can't just be fuckin' anybody

I'm a special dude

Fucked so many hoes, a nigga fuck my bitch

That's acceptable

He said he had a sealed pint of Act'

It was questionable

Go and try to snatch my chain, I dare you to

I just want some money, baby, so right now

I can't be sexual let me check my schedule

I gotta water my vegetables

My nigga got caught with a comb in

The feds and got an extra two

I know my bitch fuckin' off, I expect her to

I'll beat a nigga ass and pop him

Rio scared of who?

I'm in a two-seater with a brick of yay

This a chicken coupe