Yeah, Big Za
Mm-hmm, yeah, yeah (you aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Trap, Big Za, nigga
That bitch say trap boomin', all the junkies drivin' through like Chick-fil-A (trap)
'Posed to link up with this bitch, forgot I had to catch my play (damn)
Snapper talk that money talk, now he ain't got shit else to say
I'm smokin' Lemon Pound Cake, four hundred a twenty-eight
Pull up in that mmm, what the f*ck you thought, baby?
Bitch ain't give me shit (no), made myself a boss, baby
Only thing I ever really ran from was the law, baby
And I'm built solid, I'ma lay down if I get caught, baby
Known for turnin' bitches on, known for gettin' it off, baby
This Bond No. 9 cologne and I'm dripped in sauce, baby
Fresher than a motherf*cker, duckin', dodgin' undercover
Tried to trust a bitch before, never will I trust another
Pull up Bimmer X4 (skrrt), pockets like a bag of Ruffles
Brodie love to keep his pole and he super quick to bust you
Ain't no gopher turtle, bitch, that mean I ain't goin' for nothin'
I remember I was a jit, neighbor seen me servin' junkies
You can't tell my mama shit, she already know I'm thuggin' (facts)
Give a f*ck about a bitch, I just want more cheese than Chuck E. (bitch)
Caught a play when I was sleep, I guess I do this in my sleep (facts)
Trappin' seven days a week, play with more sand than a beach
Bad bitch, ass like a peach, say she want a ocean view (huh?)
Took that bitch to Comfort Suites
(DLow, we don't f*ck with you), bitch, I ain't lose no sleep
Actin' like you on somethin', niggas know you cupcake (pussy)
Ain't nan' one of us James Harden, you ain't gotta pump fake (yup)
I can get you all you want to eat just like a buffet (yup)
One call, hello? That'll get you duct taped
Ridin' low, keep makin' moves, he pillow talk like ladies do
I ain't finna play with you, find you somethin' safe to do
Nigga (pussy), nigga (nigga), nigga
Nigga (pillow talk)
We keep makin' moves, he pillow talk like ladies do
I ain't finna play with you, find you somethin' safe to do
Chick-fil-A Video (MV)
Performed By: Bossman Dlow
From Album: 2 Slippery
Length: 2:08
Written by: Devante McCreary, Kornelijius Viksva, Tevin Blands
Year: 2023
Bossman Dlow - Chick-fil-A Lyrics
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Yeah, Big Za
Mm-hmm, yeah, yeah (you aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Trap, Big Za, nigga
That bitch say trap boomin', all the junkies drivin' through like Chick-fil-A (trap)
'Posed to link up with this bitch, forgot I had to catch my play (damn)
Snapper talk that money talk, now he ain't got shit else to say
I'm smokin' Lemon Pound Cake, four hundred a twenty-eight
Pull up in that mmm, what the f*ck you thought, baby?
Bitch ain't give me shit (no), made myself a boss, baby
Only thing I ever really ran from was the law, baby
And I'm built solid, I'ma lay down if I get caught, baby
Known for turnin' bitches on, known for gettin' it off, baby
This Bond No. 9 cologne and I'm dripped in sauce, baby
Fresher than a motherf*cker, duckin', dodgin' undercover
Tried to trust a bitch before, never will I trust another
Pull up Bimmer X4 (skrrt), pockets like a bag of Ruffles
Brodie love to keep his pole and he super quick to bust you
Ain't no gopher turtle, bitch, that mean I ain't goin' for nothin'
I remember I was a jit, neighbor seen me servin' junkies
You can't tell my mama shit, she already know I'm thuggin' (facts)
Give a f*ck about a bitch, I just want more cheese than Chuck E. (bitch)
Caught a play when I was sleep, I guess I do this in my sleep (facts)
Trappin' seven days a week, play with more sand than a beach
Bad bitch, ass like a peach, say she want a ocean view (huh?)
Took that bitch to Comfort Suites
(DLow, we don't f*ck with you), bitch, I ain't lose no sleep
Actin' like you on somethin', niggas know you cupcake (pussy)
Ain't nan' one of us James Harden, you ain't gotta pump fake (yup)
I can get you all you want to eat just like a buffet (yup)
One call, hello? That'll get you duct taped
Ridin' low, keep makin' moves, he pillow talk like ladies do
I ain't finna play with you, find you somethin' safe to do
Nigga (pussy), nigga (nigga), nigga
Nigga (pillow talk)
We keep makin' moves, he pillow talk like ladies do
I ain't finna play with you, find you somethin' safe to do
Mm-hmm, yeah, yeah (you aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Trap, Big Za, nigga
That bitch say trap boomin', all the junkies drivin' through like Chick-fil-A (trap)
'Posed to link up with this bitch, forgot I had to catch my play (damn)
Snapper talk that money talk, now he ain't got shit else to say
I'm smokin' Lemon Pound Cake, four hundred a twenty-eight
Pull up in that mmm, what the f*ck you thought, baby?
Bitch ain't give me shit (no), made myself a boss, baby
Only thing I ever really ran from was the law, baby
And I'm built solid, I'ma lay down if I get caught, baby
Known for turnin' bitches on, known for gettin' it off, baby
This Bond No. 9 cologne and I'm dripped in sauce, baby
Fresher than a motherf*cker, duckin', dodgin' undercover
Tried to trust a bitch before, never will I trust another
Pull up Bimmer X4 (skrrt), pockets like a bag of Ruffles
Brodie love to keep his pole and he super quick to bust you
Ain't no gopher turtle, bitch, that mean I ain't goin' for nothin'
I remember I was a jit, neighbor seen me servin' junkies
You can't tell my mama shit, she already know I'm thuggin' (facts)
Give a f*ck about a bitch, I just want more cheese than Chuck E. (bitch)
Caught a play when I was sleep, I guess I do this in my sleep (facts)
Trappin' seven days a week, play with more sand than a beach
Bad bitch, ass like a peach, say she want a ocean view (huh?)
Took that bitch to Comfort Suites
(DLow, we don't f*ck with you), bitch, I ain't lose no sleep
Actin' like you on somethin', niggas know you cupcake (pussy)
Ain't nan' one of us James Harden, you ain't gotta pump fake (yup)
I can get you all you want to eat just like a buffet (yup)
One call, hello? That'll get you duct taped
Ridin' low, keep makin' moves, he pillow talk like ladies do
I ain't finna play with you, find you somethin' safe to do
Nigga (pussy), nigga (nigga), nigga
Nigga (pillow talk)
We keep makin' moves, he pillow talk like ladies do
I ain't finna play with you, find you somethin' safe to do
Writer: Devante McCreary, Kornelijius Viksva, Tevin Blands
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
