Chicken Wing (Remix Sleepy hollow)

Can't fuck wit him I heard he fed
Christen louboutin so the bottom all red
He was talking shit so he felt this lead
They don't know me but they wish I'm dead
Never had shit I ain't never been fed
Slept ona couch before I slept ona bed
He really pussy he bitch he scared

I'm from the sack Run up don't wanna do that
Walking off holding up back
Smoke back to back
Hold up is you tryna match
Hold up shit run that shit back

Be real do you love or you hate
Niggas be two face niggas be too damn fake
That's why I stay in my pace

I told cuz to keep him a weapon they fighting like taken they hate when a nigga Progressing

I hate when my og be stressing ain't never had nothing I swear this talent is a blessing

Loud keep me rolling like a mf hilly
You ain't never been through shit can't feel me

Whole lotta pain and I'm still healing

Shaking they ass when I walk through the building he thinking he better then me he silly

Smoking this loud and I'm just chilling
It a get wild if I get that feeling
Step outta bounds n he get to pealing

Told him to pour up a letter
Only a band for a ft
if you a ex I don't see you
Ain't with me den ima meet ya
Ain't learning then ima teach you
Money I feel like a creeper

If you ain't right get left
Balling on all these niggas I got me a shot
My shit wet like steph

You can keep the hoes n the fame ain't worry bout that really just worried bout wealth

Me and big bro too turnt stepping on nights neck he Matt hardy I'm Jeff

Hating go jump off a cliff
Mad cuz I fuck led her n dip
You ain't my bitch why you trip
Bitch can you tighten you grip
Watch how you using yo lip

N suck cuz you really talking bout none
N shout out to og she raised her a goat again like we came up from nothing

Member I was serving them nicks I was broke
Had to make a dollar just to go get soap
I stop rap cuz I lost hope
I stop trapping cuz niggas be hoes

Let's get it
I pull up the window be tinted

See that the haters they peeping we winning
All in my pictures I'm secretly grinning
Need me I need a percentage
N if I started I finished
I think I'm harder then any
Don't think I'm smarter then many
I think need me Grammy

Don't need you niggas I need me a gun wit a scope
Just because Ian got aim I'm not tryna hit no innocent folks
Told em I been through some pain they laughed In my face like it was a joke

Shout out the people that's wit me cuz we going up ain't talking a slope