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Future - Spicy Chicken Lyrics

[Intro]
Boominati
Young Tro in this bitch
Fbg (woo)
Turn up, go

[Verse]
I think they wanna see us on section 8 (yeah yeah)
I get baguettes, then we shove it in they face (yeah yeah)
They won't forget we got that dough we got that H (we got that H)
One on one, Porsche [?] tryna race (skrt skrt)
Thought they want that encore, nigga like I'm J (skrt skrt skrt)
I jumped off the porch to serve me a J
Like fresh [?] stay laced
Money burned bitch, we gon' buy the case
We some bеasts, yeah yeah, we somе apes (yeah yeah)
I bought the rarri without going in my safe (yeah yeah)
Smoking [?]
Got the [?]
Runnin with piranhas
Kidnap your baby momma (fly)
We so violent when it come to this stylin oh ya
Suiciding when we jump out the body oh ya
Kamikaze if you owe me some money oh ya
New pilates you can get on the yachty oh ya (skrt skrt)
Don't look down on my niggas they stand beside me on ya
My Spanish mami, called her up to come ride me oh ya (oh ya)
I paid my uncle quarter-million to [?] me oh ya
It ain't no stylist on this earth that can style me oh ya
I gave a lot of rappers style they couldn't find it oh ya
I swear these niggas made me grimy I'm shining oh ya
I told Lil Dino find the plug we gon't buy em oh ya
You name a superstar who rap we gon' [?] oh ya
Go find a gold digging bitch we gon' buy her oh ya
It cost a half a mill' to put me on flyers right now
I took some show money, got greedy, and ordered the brown
I took your hoe and me & Zona gon' fuck her right now
Hold on, steady filled with the cliques, nigga got everything
Molly and Codeine, we got everything
OG kush and ashes on my bed stains (on my bed stains)
I just walked in Magic, blowing everything (blowing everything)
Running with them savages and everything (them savages)
And not only automatics I tote everything (I tote everything)
My young nigga trippin off some [?]
My lil sister fuck your bitch right
We rockin certified type ice (type ice)
I'm reppin murder squad that's for life (that's on murder)
A real millionaire, fuck the hype (I'm young Pluto)
I know my homies [?], they right
And when I switch my style they find something they like (that they like)
I got capstones on me same color rice
Call the pastor for him he gon' die tonight (die tonight)
We in Africa, boutta shoot some dice (throw some dice)
I called the [?] so they murkin on site
They rather shoot it out with you, no fight (on sight)
My lil sister fuck your bitch, she a dyke
[Outro]
Pluto
Yeah yeah
On ice (yeah)
We stayed on ice (yeah)
Don't like (yeah)
They tryna bite (yeah)
We bought more ice (yeah)
Cut off they lights (yeah)
They gotta die (yeah)
We too fly (yeah)
Water water (yeah)
Splash your daughter (yeah)
Copped the rarri (yeah)
Trade the Audi (yeah)
[?] (yeah)
She know pilates (yeah)
Hop in the gatti (yeah)
Don't say you're sorry (yeah)
Come with a boss (yeah)
I like the [?] (yeah)
Real talk (yeah)
We knock you off (yeah)
Screw your top (yeah)
Wet up the block (yeah)
Patek wet (yeah)
Panoramic (yeah)