Popeyes By Smino
(Woo, woo)
Chicken-chicken (Woo, woo)
Chicken (Woo)
(Woo, woo)
Chicken-chicken (Woo, woo)
Chicken
(Woo, woo)
Chicken-chicken (Woo, woo)
Chicken
(Woo, woo)
Chicken-chicken (Woo, woo)
Chicken
My salad valid b—-
I’m ’bout it, ’bout it, p-p-p-puffin passing smoking calories
That booty fake, mean Satan a liar (He a liar)
Baby lay [?], then pull up some liar
(Chicken-chicken)
Two Lil’ mama, that’s enough
And I took 3 shots, that’s enough
Think I might fall, n—- that’s enough
Got that itty-bitty booty though, that’s enough
I got a lil’ bit of Julio, that’s enough
Enough weed for the studio, that’s enough
Raided the-, that’s enough (Skrr)
I dip the chicken then and then I hit the bickenhead
I keep the bea-bea-beacon
Flick-flick, you see me, get the cam
Flip s— like cake and pans
Don’t stop my grind, I beat your a– up
That’s you (Okay)
I tah, I tah a puddytat
My coupe banana pudding, yeah, yellow (Yellow)
Pour up, casino ice, black suit, black boo, nothin’ better (Uh-uh)
N—-, I been seein’ your type, your boo my boo can’t compare, uh
Uh, she embarrassed
Two Lil’ mama, that’s enough
And I took 3 shots, that’s enough
Think I might fall, n—- that’s enough
Got that itty-bitty booty though, that’s enough
I got a Lil’ bit of Julio, that’s enough
Enough weed for the studio, that’s enough
Raided the-, that’s enough
Smino my dawg, it’s JT
Shout out everything you doing
Keep puttin’ on, keep puttin’ on for the city
Shout out Saint Louis
I’m rockin’ with you bro
Keep goin’
