No Chicken ft. Lil Kill, Ma Meek & Kill Kiko Lyrics

Aye niggas ain't getting no bread

Niggas ain't getting no chicken

Yea aye yea yea yea

Niggas ain't getting no bread

Niggas ain't getting no chicken

I got a bad little bitch, whenever I'm gone

She work in the kitchen

Niggas be lame as a bitch

They know what I'm on

I'm counting the digits

Bitch you peep the drip

I keep that water like Pacific

Niggas ain't getting no bread

Niggas ain't getting no chicken

I got a bad little bitch, whenever I'm gone

She work in the kitchen

Niggas be lame as a bitch

They know what I'm on

I'm counting the digits

Bitch you peep the drip

I keep that water like Pacific

I ain't want to have to do it like this

See my jewels, my fist

Pretty like a Lotus

Niggas say I'm too turned up like this

How he flood my wrist

Trying to get up on this

Keep on blowing up

Keep on going up

When them stakes fall

Bet I go run up a buck

On you cause I fuck with you

Trying to run my luck with you

I'm a hold it down

Might go do some time for you

Real niggas only

Don't leave me lonely

Bad bitch

And I'm on my way to cop a Rollie

Can you keep up

You going to switch up

Man I got to know

Before I post these pics up

Niggas ain't getting no bread

Niggas ain't getting no chicken

I got a bad little bitch, whenever I'm gone

She work in the kitchen

Niggas be lame as a bitch

They know what I'm on

I'm counting the digits

Bitch you peep the drip

I keep that water like Pacific

Met her up North

Shawty say she came from Camden

Told her sip the poison

Now she think I'm Charles Manson

Connected, I got hell of bars, Richard Branson

A star like Patrick, but this ain't Dirty Dancing

Came in with the wok

But this trench need to get gone

Phone on silent, I don't even know my ringtone

Chopper like it bang

Bang, Fire

Like the Temp-tones

Save up for a coffin, All my life I been dead wrong

Cooling on the low, but I'm right back active

Mr. Fantastic, my gwuap stretch massive

Shawty was aggressive, cause my income passive

Smoking in the driveway, I really hate traffic

You ain't getting bread man, that's tragic

You ain't getting head man, that's tragic

You ain't getting feed man, that's tragic

Cashing, about to surge out on a bad bitch

Niggas ain't getting no bread

Niggas ain't getting no chicken

I got a bad little bitch, whenever I'm gone

She work in the kitchen

Niggas be lame as a bitch

They know what I'm on

I'm counting the digits

Bitch you peep the drip

I keep that water like Pacific