"Organic Free Range Chicken" lyrics
Larry June & Cardo Got Wings Lyrics
Uh, ooh, shit
Nigga ashed on a motherfuckin' 10-thousand-dollar desk and shit
Ooh, damn, man
This feel like one of them, one of them ones
Aye, aye, aye, aye
I know nigga fraud (They fraud)
So I dodge the scene (Scene)
I'm good in the 'burbs ('Burbs)
I'm good in the streets
This 'bout twenty bands (Twenty ball)
I can buy a mink
I'm doin' numbers
I got options when I want, but I'd rather sleep (I'm tired)
Ride the bike with one hand while I grip the heat (I'm slidin')
I got twins in the engine of this '63 (I'm movin')
She gon' pay anyway, might as well pay her P
In the NSX (Numbers)
Rockin' a Jubilee (Good job)
Dippin' on these hoes (I'm dippin')
Winnin' on these hoes (I'm winnin')
Mobbin' on these hoes (I'm mobbin')
Got sloppy roll (Got sloppy)
Got Glocky on (Got Glocky)
Don't play with me (Don't play)
Don't wait on me (Don't wait)
Go get your cheese
Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I eat chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I been through chicken
Every single day, I'm puttin' numbers on the board
Shootin' from the three, healthy nigga, gon' score
Nigga, I got chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Get some motherfuckin' chicken
Frisco nigga (Frisco nigga)
This shit different
This shit different
Take her out for dinner
Take her out for food
Fuck her on linen
Fuck her on linen
And I don't even really
I don't even really
I don't really give a fuck
I don't really give a fuck
Twenty G's on the bike
That's nothin', that's nothin'
It ain't even got a muffler (Good job)
Smoke, smoke, I'm gone (Aye)
Kush my cologne (Aye)
FN my pole (Nice gun, Larry)
Aye, aye, aye, sock it to me
Gotta get this motherfuckin' chicken
'Cause I know this shit way bigger
Clip so long, I can lean on it
Bitch so thick, I believed in her
Nigga be simpin', I keep it pimpin'
I be comfortable slidin' through trenches
Do not remember, too many digits
Too many digits, too many digits
Some in the tub, some in the kitchen
Some in the kitchen, some in the kitchen
Good job, Larry, you're doin' terrific
You're doin' terrific (Golly)
Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I eat chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I been through chicken
Every single day, I'm puttin' numbers on the board
Shootin' from the three, healthy nigga, gon' score
Nigga, I got chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Get some motherfuckin' chicken
Nigga ashed on a motherfuckin' 10-thousand-dollar desk and shit
Ooh, damn, man
This feel like one of them, one of them ones
Aye, aye, aye, aye
I know nigga fraud (They fraud)
So I dodge the scene (Scene)
I'm good in the 'burbs ('Burbs)
I'm good in the streets
This 'bout twenty bands (Twenty ball)
I can buy a mink
I'm doin' numbers
I got options when I want, but I'd rather sleep (I'm tired)
Ride the bike with one hand while I grip the heat (I'm slidin')
I got twins in the engine of this '63 (I'm movin')
She gon' pay anyway, might as well pay her P
In the NSX (Numbers)
Rockin' a Jubilee (Good job)
Dippin' on these hoes (I'm dippin')
Winnin' on these hoes (I'm winnin')
Mobbin' on these hoes (I'm mobbin')
Got sloppy roll (Got sloppy)
Got Glocky on (Got Glocky)
Don't play with me (Don't play)
Don't wait on me (Don't wait)
Go get your cheese
Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I eat chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I been through chicken
Every single day, I'm puttin' numbers on the board
Shootin' from the three, healthy nigga, gon' score
Nigga, I got chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Get some motherfuckin' chicken
Frisco nigga (Frisco nigga)
This shit different
This shit different
Take her out for dinner
Take her out for food
Fuck her on linen
Fuck her on linen
And I don't even really
I don't even really
I don't really give a fuck
I don't really give a fuck
Twenty G's on the bike
That's nothin', that's nothin'
It ain't even got a muffler (Good job)
Smoke, smoke, I'm gone (Aye)
Kush my cologne (Aye)
FN my pole (Nice gun, Larry)
Aye, aye, aye, sock it to me
Gotta get this motherfuckin' chicken
'Cause I know this shit way bigger
Clip so long, I can lean on it
Bitch so thick, I believed in her
Nigga be simpin', I keep it pimpin'
I be comfortable slidin' through trenches
Do not remember, too many digits
Too many digits, too many digits
Some in the tub, some in the kitchen
Some in the kitchen, some in the kitchen
Good job, Larry, you're doin' terrific
You're doin' terrific (Golly)
Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I eat chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Nigga, I been through chicken
Every single day, I'm puttin' numbers on the board
Shootin' from the three, healthy nigga, gon' score
Nigga, I got chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken
Get some motherfuckin' chicken
