Chicken Talk, Pt. 3

Ion want it if it ain't drop (Drank)

Still a sell it to you wet if it ain't lock

Gotta Keep the Narcan close boy this straight wop (Fire)

Drinking a cotton candy Faygo but it ain't pop

I got a number that these lil **** can't find (On my momma)

This shit ain't come overnight it took a lil time

Gang makin' contact when they see you but they ain't blind

Two hours deep in Kentucky Selling K9 (Dawg)

Was a shooter ona outs now bro just shank ****

Whole buncha racks in this bitch like the bank wit us

Savy sleep fuckin' wit his granny pain killers

Might just off the whole room from all this pain in us

Load just touched down bitch get tapped in (Tapped in)

'Member when I couldn't get a dime that was back then

Couldn't get over that hump tryna stack 10

Back of Saint Ledgers, one way out, don't get trapped in

Middle man, no tax, that's a real one

Brodie just came home wit no phones, we gone build one

Ain't gotta give him no licks, we gone steal some

Gave you **** head starts and y'all still bums

On a block with a gun but ain't bust it

MC Hammer with that, dawg you can't touch it

Edward Scissorhand with that dope I keep cutting

Out of state wit a fake ID, I'm McLovin

Bro nem fentanyl felons, bitch we big dawg steppin'

You ain't gon' get never nowhere with that shit y'all selling (Fast)

You want look right wit the gang this the big dawg section (Fast)

You lil boys should be embarrassed with that shit y'all flexing

All these grams free, I can't lose

Way before the rap, bitch I had protools

Soon as yo bitch see the gang she gon' choose

Big bag, and I spent a band on big shoes (Balenciagas)

Stayed overtime plenty nights, I had to get it right (Fast)

Dawg take a three, I hit it once I'm tryna take a life

I turned in the weed for the boy, that's a sacrifice

Young risk takers, no help we had to roll the dice

Hit the bitch give her back to the streets

Got too attached, now she don't wanna leave

Hoes tricking for the money, that shit so sad to see

I can't even lie baby, it was yo ass for me

I'm your favorite rapper, favorite rapper

I'm your favorite trapper, favorite trapper

Get around hoes and play roles these fuckin' **** actors

You get a bag and buy clothes, these **** working backwards

Mixing dawg wit the fent, this shit smell funny

Mike said it's fire, it got the nail polish smell on it

I can't even trust my dawg, he might tell on me

Ran thru a half a zip of dawg with no scale on me

Mixing dawg wit the fent, this shit smell funny

Mike said it's fire, it got the nail polish smell on it

I can't even trust my dawg, he might tell on me

Ran thru a half a zip of dawg with no scale on me