Chicken Coupe Lyrics – Rio Da Yung OG
Singer: Rio Da Yung OG
Title: Chicken Coupe
Snuck an eight of Wock’ on the plane in my carry-on
Told him he ain’t talkin’ ’bout guap, n#gg#, carry on
I been out in Cali gettin’ money, I’m like Harry-O
Shawty just called me, wan’ me put this dick in every hole
Cartier diamond rings on, but I ain’t married, though
Yeah, that lil’ weed you got straight, but it ain’t Larry, though
Yeah, I see you came bustdown, it ain’t Gary, though
The label tried to sign me for an M, I made that in the O
Just counted up a quarter million on my kitchen table
Ain’t been home a month and made three hundred, man, this sh#t amazing
Doggy say he got some strong grams, how much them b#tches takin’?
Man, you ain’t really got no pape’ for real, we know you n#gg#s fakin’
Trackhawks, Demons, Hellcats, we buy that sh#t and race it
Walk his #ss down and fah, fah, now he got a facial
You can’t really f#ck with me for real, you might as well face it
Thirty-six hundred for a seal, you know I gotta taste it
White diamond link, white Rollie, but I’m not racist
Young rich n#gg# love to ball, I’m like Sanaa Lathan
Pay a hundred dollars for my drawers, I am not basic
b#tch, give me my money right now, I ain’t got patience
How the f#ck is you a Ghetto Boy and you ain’t got a spaceship?
Man, how the f#ck I’m ‘posed to know your feelings if you don’t say shit?
Hit a speed bump pourin’ up and I did not waste it
Read his paperwork, I know he told, he is not gangster
Finna drink this eight of Act’ by myself, you cannot taste it
Only pourin’ Sprites and cream sodas, I cannot waste it
I kinda knew my n#gg# tellin’ on me, he would not face me
Just know, you take a slick shot at me, you gon’ die later
My weed louder than an old-school without a carburetor
I just jumped in a 550, I’ma park it later
n#gg# got knee-deep in that water and the shark ate him
Lil’ bro robbin’ n#gg#s for they buffs, he a Carti’ taker
Guarantee you won’t survive this, this an army weapon
What the f#ck, your n#gg#s paralyzed or somethin’? They hardly steppin’
Tried to swipe somethin’ in Saks Fifth, but my card declind-ed
Damn, I mean declined, you know I hardly know how to spell sh#t
You say that’s straight drop Wock’? Let me smell it
Gotta switch, I just dropped a whole clip in ten seconds
I’m a rapper now, you know I had to grab a big necklace
Went to Golden Sun first, then I went to Hutch second
Now I’m back f#ckin’ with Mike, he been wettin’ sh#t
Lil’ bro like a yoga class trainer, he be stretchin’ sh#t
f#cked her off a Perc’ and asked her how I did, she said excellent
He thought he just took a Perc-30, that’s Excedrin
Amiris on, so much money in my pocket, gotta wrestle it
Leave the scene in a Hellcat, come back in a Tesla
I can’t just be f#ckin’ anybody, I’m a special dude
f#cked so many hoes, a n#gg# f#ck my b#tch, that’s acceptable
He said he had a sealed pint of Act’, it was questionable
Go and try to snatch my chain, I dare you to
I just want some money, baby, so right now, I can’t be sexual
Let me check my schedule, I gotta water my vegetables
My n#gg# got caught with a comb in the feds and got an extra two
I know my b#tch f#ckin’ off, I expect her to
I’ll beat a n#gg# #ss and pop him, Rio scared of who?
I’m in a two-seater with a brick of yay, this a chicken coupe
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