Chicken Biscuit

Lyrics
[Intro] (It's Danny G, bitch) [Verse] For the times I ain't score, I'ma break the rim Saks Fifth now for the drip, fuck H&M Million dollar mindset, boy, I'm chasing M's Opps catching L after L, they must hate to win SB, gang-gang, I ain't change sides Wave runners on, I don't wave ride Bro'll throw him up like a gang sign In yo bitch guts, boy, that's probably why you hate mine Plus sign, plus sign, that's the Ksubi drip Pour some Act' in the pop, on some movie shit Bro getting live with the titties, on some Boosie shit We'll eat a opp with the chop, on some sushi shit Super head on her, call the bitch "Powerpuff" Feel like Tony Stark, whole team powered up Knock Neiman's out, hit it with a power punch On a twenty day grind, made two in hour one Boy, you would probably fold like a 3DS My nigga Cam in the back yelling GGS Memorized the road, I don't need GPS Hopped out the bed and ran it up, I don't need to stretch You could be Neymar, we could not kick it Send him up, he ain't coming down, this is not physics It could be Christmas, boy, you not gifted Called the chop "Elevator", it'll get a opp lifted Shirt got a dawg on it, I don't hoop for Minnesota Only thing that my dawgs know is to sick opponents Black on the jeans and the shoes, could've been a [?] Yes, yes, we the dream team, all my niggas goated Crab legs or hibachi, fuck a McDouble I can talk shit now 'cause I been humble If near gang, catch a opp, then it's big trouble I ain't never been lil' bro, bitch, I'm big uncle No cap, boy, I feel like the chosen one If my mans down, I'll pick him up, he don't owe me one Blue beam on a stick, bitch, I'm Obi-Wan Bitch said, "Stan, you the GOAT", she must know me, huh Opps say they up? Hell must've froze over Feel like Jaiswan, I been giving hoes the cold shoulder Put the D on yo bitch, run a zone on her And my nigga Tron hitting hoes off the comb over Off-White this and that, got a strange addiction Fake ID, doing fraud, I'm David Nixon Something like a fist string, I don't play with niggas Left his whip holy, boy sick that he came with Christian ScamWill, Jugg GOAT, I'm a scam bandit Feel like Houdini with the hams, making bands vanish Tryna check me? Boy, check yo damn balance Tell me why the fuck would I beef with a ham sandwich? I'll knock a hunnid out his health bar All my dawg know is to block, he a left guard Put up stats in this joggy, I'm a Tech star Wanted me to lose but I won, that's the best part [Outro] Bitch, yeah, that's the best part Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy Wanted me to lose but I won, best part Wanted me to but I, yeah, ayy Huh, huh, that's the best part Huh, yeah, that's the best part Wanted me to lose but I won, that's the best part Wanted me to lose but I won
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Credits
- Writers
- StanWill