Chickens No Flour
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โฑ๏ธ 3:15 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Let's do it
What the fuck?
Loaded, you tripping, man
You tripping on this shit, man
Snow, Snow, Snow
What?
This remind me of the time I thought I lost my rocks Took my
Chains off and they was in my socks Stones that big, I put them
In my watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder This remind me of
The time I thought I lost my rocks Took my chains off and
They was in my socks Stones that big, I put them in my
Watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?
I got my mind made, I wanna be a millionaire I got my mind made
I take them bitches anywhere I got a pocket full of stones like I'm
Bun B I got a pocket full of phones like I'm Pimp C What you know?
Snow a Geto Boy like Willie D I bought that lamb
In that ghetto, boy, not stealing me I got my
Bags back, yeah, I'm thinking road trip That Mr
Ice Cream Man, that Rocky Road drip I'm about that get it green
Yeah, I'm bumping Project Pat I make it back with these blocks
I bring the projects back So I can cop that black Benz for them
Chicken heads I'm in the club spending
Ends, yeah, that chicken bread Snow
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder This remind me of
The time I thought I lost my rocks Took my chains off and
They was in my socks Stones that big, I put them in my
Watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?
I'm in my '87 sweats, that's my stove swag I whip it
Till it's upset, I made the stove mad There's so much
Smoke up in this bitch, man, I can't see And from a
Distance, look like I'm making iced tea You said iced tea?
Everybody loves coco When my dog was home, I got him
For the low-low I'm in that black on black now, I call
It crunchy black I threw them 30s on that lay down
That's my country Lac Well, what your license plate say?
I'm standing too tall Well, what that.40 cal say?
Bitch, I will do y'all Is it true that
You be rolling with them chopper toys?
And every time you hit the club, you with them chopper boys?
Yeah, we cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder This remind me of
The time I thought I lost my rocks Took my chains off and
They was in my socks Stones that big, I put them in my
Watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?
What the fuck?
Loaded, you tripping, man
You tripping on this shit, man
Snow, Snow, Snow
What?
This remind me of the time I thought I lost my rocks Took my
Chains off and they was in my socks Stones that big, I put them
In my watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder This remind me of
The time I thought I lost my rocks Took my chains off and
They was in my socks Stones that big, I put them in my
Watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?
I got my mind made, I wanna be a millionaire I got my mind made
I take them bitches anywhere I got a pocket full of stones like I'm
Bun B I got a pocket full of phones like I'm Pimp C What you know?
Snow a Geto Boy like Willie D I bought that lamb
In that ghetto, boy, not stealing me I got my
Bags back, yeah, I'm thinking road trip That Mr
Ice Cream Man, that Rocky Road drip I'm about that get it green
Yeah, I'm bumping Project Pat I make it back with these blocks
I bring the projects back So I can cop that black Benz for them
Chicken heads I'm in the club spending
Ends, yeah, that chicken bread Snow
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder This remind me of
The time I thought I lost my rocks Took my chains off and
They was in my socks Stones that big, I put them in my
Watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?
I'm in my '87 sweats, that's my stove swag I whip it
Till it's upset, I made the stove mad There's so much
Smoke up in this bitch, man, I can't see And from a
Distance, look like I'm making iced tea You said iced tea?
Everybody loves coco When my dog was home, I got him
For the low-low I'm in that black on black now, I call
It crunchy black I threw them 30s on that lay down
That's my country Lac Well, what your license plate say?
I'm standing too tall Well, what that.40 cal say?
Bitch, I will do y'all Is it true that
You be rolling with them chopper toys?
And every time you hit the club, you with them chopper boys?
Yeah, we cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder What?
We cooking chickens, no flour What?
We count the money, weigh the powder This remind me of
The time I thought I lost my rocks Took my chains off and
They was in my socks Stones that big, I put them in my
Watch Got something for you haters and it's in that Glock
What?