Chicken Wings & Fries Lyrics

I just wanna pop a Percocet and celebrate

Chicken wings and fries I ain't takin' hoes on dates

Got caught up in a lie now my bitch be acting fake

I don't really care about her so I'm really really straight

I feel like I'm Ghost in Power gettin' money every way

I can't fuck you for a hour gotta get this money bae

im just riding around the city, smokin', slidin' real slow

And I keep on makin' music, cause I really feel my flow

Need a bad lil' bitch with a pretty white toes

Will I even get rich if I fuckin' sell my soul

Baby, I just took a tab, I don't wanna take a shroom

I just hit a dab while I'm tryin' to make a tune

I could make a real bag if I gotta get it soon

Man, this shit is not a fad, man, this shit is not a fluke

All my bitches, they be bad, and they always tell the truth

You be salty in my phone, cause she never fuck with you

She keep givin' me some dome, my nut imprinted in her tooth

Every day I'm in the zone, I'm just showin' what it do

I got bitches in my phone, I got bitches in the street

I got bitches in the backseat, always tryna creep

Guess I gotta take the backstreet, shit been gettin' deep

Tryna duck and cover everybody, I'm avoiding heat

If my homie end up snitching then we beat him to the beat

Everybody actin' different, guess they never fuck with me

I just wanna pop a Percocet and celebrate

Chicken wings and fries, I ain't takin' hoes on dates

Got caught up in a lie, now my bitch be out of faith

I don't really care about her, so I'm really, really straight