ฟังเพลงCHICKENS (Explicit) (Clean)

CHICKENS (Clean) - Future/EST Gee

Lyrics by：Nayvadius Wilburn/George Stone III/Wesley Glass/Dylan Cleary-Krell

Composed by：Nayvadius Wilburn/George Stone III/Wesley Glass/Dylan Cleary-Krell

Future：

Woah woah

Wheezy outta here

Woah woah

Woah woah

Keep all my money chicken

Woah woah

Married my money chicken

Woah woah

Chickens chickens

Put up the rings

Chickens chickens

Chickens chickens

Pour that '****e

Chickens chickens

All I talk it is chickens chickens

All I all I talk 'bout racks

Chickens chickens

Chickens chickens

Kitchen

Sit down and stay down until you come up

Go f**k an M&M up on the truck

Snatch up a Bentley truck just off the row

Without this Richard my swag up to par

Over three M&Ms just on the car

Ballin' like everyday night 'til tomorrow

Give me a Sprite I'ma fill it up with d**e

Totin' the fire n***a I hope you don't choke

What you do

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

All the b***hes they calling me Chamberlain

New millennium look like an alien

Put a mil' on the scale gotta weigh 'em in

I take off see the fire out the tail end

Tell the troops up and load up a caravan

I maneuver but I got a ratchet

Had the bulletproof whip we'll crash it

Crash it

When you dealing with demons we careless

Different levels to hitters and bad b***hes

I was geekin' I smashed on a catfish

I was leanin' and stopped all the Xanax

I been meanin' to cut back on ecstasy

I been thinkin' 'bout findin' an exit

On the E-way I know you can't catch me

Ain't go nowhere without pourin' the Tuss' up

Get together in leather and cut it up

Black foreign automobiles Wakanda

And ain't goin' nowhere

We f**kin' this s**t up every single summer

Like when I was sellin' coke inside the trenches

Know a n***a go bonkers

Wheezy outta here

How you gettin' n***a what you doin'

Chicken chickens

Chickens chickens

Chicken chicken

Chicken

All I want it is chicken chicken

Chickens chickens

Chickens chickens

Chicken yeah

Pluto been f**kin' this s**t up goin'

Yeah I ain't goin' nowhere without my tool

EST Gee：

Yeah you ain't got no sack

You rappin' 'bout your partner pack

On me even OT like I don't know how to lack

This ain't '03 I ain't Jeezy

Leave with it can't bring it back

Slime language phone might be tapped

Five racks make her lay on her back

Pop me another one try and relax

Save the opinions I just want the facts

Do your opps die

Yeah all the godd**n time

Do them shots fly

Yeah arm chest neck mind

How much more I gotta buy to get the price to twenty-five

I'm the real thing I been a plug

Can get it to you still

This that pure '****e you add the soda

It won't f**k up the feel

Used to cook Hank the vinegar it swell keep the smell

Take a heap from out that block

I know his drop 'cause he can't tell

On my block yeah I'm like Pac

But I ain't dyin' or goin' to jail

Used to serve lows with my pops

He had the spots I had the mail

I found life inside a pie a bust down AP watch as well

She know I'm rich but sittin' here pissed

Like she ain't leaving 'til I pay her crazy

Future：

Chickens

Chickens chickens

Chicken

Wheezy outta here

Chicken

Chicken

All I want it is chicken chicken

Chickens chickens

Chickens chickens

Chicken yeah

Pluto been f**kin' this s**t up goin'

Yeah I ain't goin' nowhere without my tool

Yeah yeah chicken

Yeah kitchen yeah yeah yeah