KFC - Soulja Boy, Calico Jonez

I called the colonel

I think it’s finger licking

Contucki Fried Chicken

Birds in the air, flying like they

Nigga say he gon take what,

Call the plug

It’s finger licking

Birds on deck, Contucki Fried Chicken

Me and Calico pull up in a Bentley

Trapper of the century

I’m stuntin, you hear me

Money on my chain

Riding fire flame

Get a whole bird, hear what I’m saying

Pull up to the trap, and we got them racks

A hundred pounds pulling up in the Rari, blap blap

Rari mad black

Birds in the back

Pull up to the mob

Nigga got swag

And we pop tags

Birds on deck, don’t give me that

I called the colonel

I think it’s finger licking

Contucki Fried Chicken

Birds in the air, flying like they

Nigga say he gon take what,

Jonez!

I got the recipe

Get you a whole wing

Come to my drive through

I’m making it crispy

Whippin hard like it’s mashed potatos

Got a Roli with me, nigga fuck a hater

Bands in these Robin jeans, suicide if you robbing me

Got the 40 on me, 45 too

450 drop through

Niggas rap a lot, but they ain’t in the kitchen

Only see it, nigga what you pitchin?

Talking finger licking, plenty chickens

Time is ticking, spent so many racks in Lenox

Luie V, Luie belt, Luie shades, see me Luie 13 too

Met a bad bitch in the dirby

trap star, he was still surving

Got work coming in early

Get birdys and them chickens early

All about money, I’m all about dab

Drunk, tell her call a cab

Chicken no flower, give the bird a bath

Call the BMM, get the money fast

I called the colonel

I think it’s finger licking

Contucki Fried Chicken

Birds in the air, flying like they

Nigga say he gon take what,