Chicken (1900Rugrat Remix) lyrics

[Intro: El Snappo]
Uh, uh, who made the f*ckin' beat?

[Chorus: El Snappo]
Chicken, n*gga
How you damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, n*gga?
How you damn 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 damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, n*gga?
How you damn 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 principal
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 damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, n*gga?
How you damn 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 hell, 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 pus*y 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)

[Chorus: El Snappo]
Chicken, n*gga
How you damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, n*gga?
How you damn 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