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chicken p - rollin lyrics

[intro]
(clyde, you goated)

[chorus]
i ran this sh+t up by myself, it ain’t a n+gga that i owe now
facetime my mama and tiaja like, “we on now”
they can’t turn me down, they done got me in my zone now
i ain’t have a dime, look at all this sh+t i own now
you left me at my lowest when i needed you the most, how?
i ain’t have sh+t, but it’s cool, you can watch me pop it now
this the same me from school, yeah, b+tch, i’m a rapper now
i got rich with my brothers, i’m forever rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out

[verse 1]
told valet to keep the benz runnin’ when i’m hoppin’ out
hey, i’m chicken, baby, she say, “oh, you the one that they been talkin’ ’bout”
i don’t want no lovе, bae, i want that mouth
like how the f+ck you lеt me down? i thought i could count on you
i gave you my love, how the f+ck you gon’ abuse it?
free all of my thugs in correction institutions
grindin’ harder every day ’cause i ain’t tryna lose
i been through some sh+t, i know you see these bullet wounds
i ain’t got sh+t to prove to these n+ggas
all this paper got me stuck, i been glued to this chicken
is you rockin’ or you rollin’? you can’t lose when you with me
i’m really rich, let me show you how to move with these millions, uh
[chorus]
i ran this sh+t up by myself, it ain’t a n+gga that i owe now
facetime my mama and tiaja like, “we on now”
they can’t turn me down, they done got me in my zone now
i ain’t have a dime, look at all this sh+t i own now
you left me at my lowest when i needed you the most, how?
i ain’t have sh+t, but it’s cool, you can watch me pop it now
this the same me from school, yeah, b+tch, i’m a rapper now
i got rich with my brothers, i’m forever rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out
rollin’, rockin’, rollin’, rockin’ out

[verse 2]
walked inside the bank, this sh+t look like i robbed in walkin’ out
really rich and we them n+ggas all the robbers talkin’ ’bout
boy, don’t make me put this bag on you, make them walk you down
lil rich said put this b+tch in track mode and spin the ‘hawk around
i done ran it up, now this sh+t stand up off the ground
my brothers and my sisters, mama, daddy, and my granny proud
i know you probably thought this sh+t was over when they sat me down
rich, broke, now i’m rich again, b+tch, i’m back around

- chicken p lyrics

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