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El Snappo - Chicken Remix Lyrics

[Intro: El Snappo]
Uh, uh, who made the fuckin' beat?

[Chorus: El Snappo]
Chicken, nigga
How you damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, nigga?
How you damn near forty, you don't never keep that 30 with you?
Ballin' on the court, I got a Steph Curry jersey, nigga
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
Nigga claimin' that it's smoke, I'm tryna check the temperature

[Verse 1: El Snappo]
Nigga claimin' that it's smoke, I'm tryna check the temperature
Chicken, nigga
How you damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, nigga?
How you damn near forty, you don't never keep that 30 with you?
Ballin' on the court, I got a Steph Curry jersey, nigga
If rap don't work, I'm right back in the trap, back to servin', nigga
Poor-ass nigga, eatin' chicken nuggets, Jamal Murray, nigga
Nigga claimin' that it's smoke, I'm tryna check the temperature
Nigga, we are not the same, we are not identical
Nigga, we are not the same, we are not similar
I'm a real chicken getter, standin' on principle
Gettin' money, skippin' school, nigga, fuck the principal
Chicken, nigga
All this motherfuckin' money, nigga, I feel invincible
You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money, that's why your ass miserable
Back in elementary, I knew I wanted to sell dope, nigga
[Chorus: El Snappo & Real Boston Richey]
Chicken, nigga
How you damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, nigga?
How you damn near forty, you don't never keep that 30 with you?
Ballin' on the court, I got a Steph Curry jersey, nigga
I was only twenty, pistol case, you know I went federal
A real lifer, but in my music, they say I'm paintin' pictures (Uh-uh)
A real lifer, but in my music, they say I'm paintin' pictures (Richey, uh, Richey)
Nigga claimin' that it's smoke, I'm tryna check the temperature (Uh, hey, hey)

[Verse 2: Real Boston Richey]
Niggas claimin' that it's smoke, I'm tryna get up with you
Trap nigga, turned to a rap nigga, I grown down, swing a pistol
Ain't shit to fuck this ho, I offer some money and then I give her liquor
Seven-figure nigga, she straight up eat that dick up off the gristle
I'm turnt up than a bitch, went and bought my bitch some all her presidential
How my bitch watch bigger than these niggas? These niggas some petty niggas
Free Fred Wop up out the feds, he'll spot me, trap some fetty with him
Every nigga don't try me, they end up dead, no, I ain't scared of niggas
I can't look up to a nigga he ain't never bust a chicken
On God, I can die right now if I ain't whip dope in my mama kitchen
These niggas be havin' this smoke 'bout women, half of these niggas bitches
Half of my niggas, they swingin' switches, most of them chasin' digits

[Chorus: El Snappo]
Chicken, nigga
How you damn near sixty, you ain't never seen a fifty, nigga?
How you damn near forty, you don't never keep that 30 with you?
Ballin' on the court, I got a Steph Curry jersey, nigga
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
Nigga claimin' that it's smoke, I'm tryna check the temperature