Chicken Box

(I got Hitman on the beat)

Frrt, frrt, uh, Baby Jungle

Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, uh, yeah, let's do it

I done ran it up, never too bougie to eat a chicken box (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Young and turnt, soon as it's hot outside, I'll go and drop the top

Some bad shit, she got on booty shorts and a crop-top (Some bad shit)

I don't need security when I'm ridin' with this chop-chop (Boom, boom)

Yeah, uh, I get in my zone, watch me get it on (Get in that zone, ****)

Yeah, uh, eater from Atlanta, got that Georgia dome (Uh, uh, she an eater, uh)

Yeah, uh, before you play, just think about you in a funeral home (How you look)

I could never hate, that's some broke-**** syndrome (Yeah, I could never, uh)

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, fuck 'round and try out the switch (What the fuck?)

Fuck 'round and clap your bitch (Bitch clapped)

I'm so lit right now, I might just go and stream myself on Twitch (Uh-huh)

When they watchin' and you poppin', **** better keep that draft, we spin (Frrt, frrt, frrt)

When I grab that stick, get out my way, I'm like, "Who is you?" Better move (Bitch, I'm him)

Bitch, I'm cocoa butter when it come down to gettin' your ho, you know I'm smooth

Way before I copped Amiri, in middle school, was rockin' Trues

Wasn't fuckin' with me 'fore I got turnt, now everybody want a silver spoon (Now everybody want me to hand-feed 'em)

Cartier my left wrist, bust this bitch here, twenty thousand (Bling, blaow)

Stupid-ass **** done shot himself, Cheddar Bob, 8 Mile (Dumb bitch)

I ain't had no blueprint, I just did it, this a freestyle (Comin' off the top, ****)

Man, these **** worser than they opps, they dick-eat style (What the fuck?)

I done ran it up, never too bougie to eat a chicken box (I ain't never been too bougie)

Young and turnt, soon as it's hot outside, I'll go and drop the top (Fast shit)

Some bad shit, she got on booty shorts and a crop-top (Yeah, bitch, I'm with some bad shit)

I don't need security when I'm ridin' with this chop-chop

Yeah, uh, I get in my zone, watch me get it on (Get in that zone, ****)

Yeah, uh, eater from Atlanta, got that Georgia dome (Got Georgia dome)

Yeah, uh, before you play, just think about you in a funeral home (How you look)

I could never hate, that's some broke-**** syndrome (Uh, uh, uh)

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, Gen5 with a button (Yeah, yeah)

MRGFN, Mr. Goin' For Nothin' (Bitch, I ain't goin' for shit)

Now Young Jungle lit, I done met my cousins all the sudden (I got so many cousins now)

If them **** ain't talkin' 'bout no backend, they ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Don't wanna hear it)

Had to turn it up a notch, I slap this bitch in sports mode (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Youngin pop out rich as fuck, they think he got a cheat code (Think I got a cheat code)

Dumb-ass **** all in his feelings, he done cuffed a freak ho (He done hit that nat-ass bitch)

Pull up, send a **** back to God, it's like I repo (I'ma send a **** home)

Rather eat Church's Chicken, I ain't even gon' lie, I ain't into steak (I don't like no steak)

**** had his own, he still wanna come and eat off my plate (Dumb-ass ****)

I'm gon' dish out so much smoke, you'd think I made a vape (What the fuck?)

You'd think I was Simon, she gon' do just what I say, yeah (Yeah)

I done ran it up, never too bougie to eat a chicken box (I ain't never been too bougie, ****)

Young and turnt, soon as it's hot outside, I'll go and drop the top (Fast shit)

Some bad shit, she got on booty shorts and a crop-top (Yeah, bitch, I'm with some bad shit)

I don't need security when I'm ridin' with this chop-chop (What the fuck, ****?)

Yeah, uh, I get in my zone, watch me get it on (Get in that mode, yeah)

Yeah, uh, eater from Atlanta, got that Georgia dome (Bae got Georgia dome, ugh, ugh)

Yeah, uh, before you play, just think about you in a funeral home (Casket fresh-ass ****)

I could never hate, that's some broke-**** syndrome (I could never hate, on God)

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt

Ayy, my brother, you see me hatin' on a ****, you just gon' have to take my life away, ****, I ain't—

You know what I'm sayin'?

Big Jungle, I don't do no hatin'

Oh, we the biggest in the city, ain't shit bigger than the mob, you hear me?

Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, pussy ****

Fuck you mean?

Frrt