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chicken (1900rugrat remix) - el snappo lyrics

[intro: el snappo]
uh, uh, who made the f*ckin’ beat?

[chorus: el snappo]
chicken, n*gga
how you d*mn near sixty, you ain’t never seen a fifty, n*gga?
how you d*mn near forty, you don’t never keep that 30 with you?
ballin’ on the court, i got a steph curry jersey, n*gga
i was only twenty, pistol case, you know i went federal
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
n*gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature

[verse 1: el snappo]
n*gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature
chicken, n*gga
how you d*mn near sixty, you ain’t never seen a fifty, n*gga?
how you d*mn near forty, you don’t never keep that 30 with you?
ballin’ on the court, i got a steph curry jersey, n*gga
if rap don’t work, i’m right back in the trap, back to servin’, n*gga
poor*ass n*gga, eatin’ chicken nuggets, jamal murray, n*gga
n*gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature
n*gga, we are not the same, we are not identical
n*gga, we are not the same, we are not similar
i’m a real chicken getter, standin’ on principle
gettin’ money, skippin’ school, n*gga, f*ck the princ*p*l
chicken, n*gga
all this motherf*ckin’ money, n*gga, i feel invincible
you ain’t gettin’ no f*ckin’ money, that’s why your ass miserable
back in elementary, i knew i wanted to sell dope, n*gga
[chorus: el snappo & 1900rugrat]
chicken, n*gga
how you d*mn near sixty, you ain’t never seen a fifty, n*gga?
how you d*mn near forty, you don’t never keep that 30 with you?
ballin’ on the court, i got a steph curry jersey, n*gga
i was only twenty, pistol case, you know i went federal
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
a real lifer, but in my music, they say i’m paintin’ pictures
n*gga claimin’ that it’s smoke, i’m tryna check the temperature (grrah, grrah)

[verse 2: 1900rugrat]
huh, huh, yeah, huh, i’m a chicken getter (grrah, grrah)
he gon’ get fried about that b*tch, that boy chicken tenders (bah, bah)
seen the keys in the porsche truck, had to hit the window (skrrt)
fresh as h*ll, fourteen, with a dirty pistol (huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh)
i was fifteen when i went up the road
came back, poppin sh*t for all them p*ssy hatin’ hoes (huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh)
i thought lil’ bro was real ’til he wrote a statement on me (’til he wrote a statement on me)
ain’t have no car, bust a jugg and went to skatin’ on ’em (uh, uh)
every day i hit the atm, i feel like i’m a cashier (yeah)
and i been laughin’ to the bank for all the time that they was laughin’ (b*tch)
turn a fourteen to a thirty*one, i’m in here doin’ mathematics
go and ask about the l, where i’m from, it ain’t no bad badges (come on, come on, yeah, huh, huh)

- el snappo lyrics

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