John Mackk - I Want Chicken

She too broke I had her kicking rocks
Aye her baby daddy pussy she gone get him
Wait never mind
223's that a rip the car
If I'm number two it's cause I shit a lot
On y'all niggas

It's July 3rd I still spark something
Like fireworks
I ain't worried about nothing riding around
Because this fire work
Wild wild west
I'm off the hip like I'm Wyat Earp
Ain't trynna be no killer
Only popped em cause he tried it first

Bitch feel a way I ain't fuck
What if I ain't want to hit
I can't let lil baby get my time
I got dough to get
Make a couple thousands in this whip
I'm bending corners in
Was telling niggas stay 6 feet back before covid hit

Errr
I'm a pit you a doberman
Niggas act thug but I swear they be Napoleon
Goin to get a check is a must
No deodorant
Bitch my worst fear is goin broke I got a phobia

Why don't you understand i want chicken
So get lost if you ain't with it
I ain't Derek Jeter I won't hit it
If you ain't got no hustle start stripping lil bitch
These niggas speaking on me like they know something
Treat me like them candles bitch blow something
No matter what I'm doing I be pole clutching
40 in my draws got me walking like I Broke something

They should of ran for president how they be biting (Biden) my shit
You a bag full of fag quit riding my Huh
They say it's up so I ride with my blick
Ain't no smoking in my car you can't slide in my whip

These niggas and these bitches love the sex part
I love money been a hustler since head start
He not a Ex con that man told he's a ex narc
But wait they been harboring a snitch that's the best part

I keep a K for combat like my engineer
All up in a nigga hood like the engine here
You ain't on the same time then we finish here
2020 touched a thirty piece this a bigger year

I need cheese I need plenty
I was in Georgia big bro spent 50
That's my daddy son he real pimping
He like bro get you sum toes they need ism aye

Why don't you understand i want chicken
So get lost if you ain't with it
I ain't Derek Jeter I won't hit it
If you ain't got no hustle start stripping lil bitch
These niggas speaking on me like they know something
Treat me like them candles bitch blow something
No matter what I'm doing I be pole clutching
40 in my draws got me walking like I broke something
Foreal though

Written by:
John Woodfox

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