Harolds

I keep a chip off in my cell phone

Pocket full of stones, smoking on the strong

Freddy kane, freddy corleone

Marshalltown niggas had a nigga running home

I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on

9 millimeter, baretta to 40 cal

By 23 fresh up out the box, bitch I hold it down

I hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile

Fast forward ten years came back with roley's with golden crowns

Skinny nigga

Six wing mild sauce

With all the fries you can give me

I tear them bitches off

Ski mask on yo baby daddy?

Well that's that nigga loss

Pointin' my trey five seven, I got my point across

A skinny nigga

Six wing mild sauce

With all the fries you can give me

I tear them bitches off

This burning hole in my pocket

Got me out here 50 soft

Two-twenty-three on my enemy

I tear them bitches off

A skinny nigga

Six wing mild sauce

With all the fries you can give me

I tear them bitches off

A plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom

Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em

Kfc, harolds, sharks and popeyes

Adidas suit with a plate of chicken, got mob ties

A fresh delt', weed crumbs on my plush seats

I got my license now I'm backseat fucking every week

A thick bitch live in miller, go to work

3:30 school was out then I was fresh under her skirt

Them project niggas hit that bitch, that pussy went berserk

Don't hit without that trojan, fuck around you might get burnt

She was raised in the church, turnt out in the ghetto

Lock it, pussy pop it, I swear this bitch deserve a medal

Seen school girls turn into strippers in stilletos

Pimpin' ’til I die, if you wanna stop then get ya shovel bitch

Extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom

Freddie forgiato, all my bitches spoiled rotten

Cop that llama, got the hollows poppin' out the barrel

Got a stain for them hubbas meet me at the harolds, bitch

A skinny nigga

Six wing mild sauce

With all the fries you can give me

I tear them bitches off

A plate of chicken

With the bread stuck to the bottom

But fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Bitch, bitch I got ‘em

Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em