[Intro w/ Detroit L-O]
What up doe bro
(What up doe man)
What's good nigga
(Shit man, I'm sitting here thinking dog. It's time to get the ball rolling, you feel me)
Hell yea, hell yea I been thinking about this chicken all day. How we gon get some money nigga
(Yeah man, no doubt man. Wisdom, wealth & prosperity. We about to get it on, you know what I'm saying)
Hell yea, we got to
(Money is the only motive, you feel me)
Hell yea
(Nothing else)
Let's get this paper nigga
(No doubt nigga, LiveRAW. Raw Shit)
Rit.... Rit Rit. Rit rit rit rit
We chasing all this chicken nigga
(Gold Bottle Team)
Rit rit... (Let's get it, fuck these niggas. Fuck these bitches)
[Hook]
Chicken
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Wake up in the morning, I'm like, bitch I gotta get it
Double up the money, stupid hoe I gotta flip it
We gon get that chicken cause my niggas on a mission
Chicken
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Wake up in the morning, I'm like, bitch I gotta get it
Double up the money, stupid hoe I gotta flip it
We gon get that chicken cause my niggas on a mission
[Verse 1]
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
I be cooking niggas, you can catch me in the kitchen
Rit Rit bitch, stacking hunnids to the ceiling
Yellow bone girl, so I call her Lisa Simpson
(She bad, she bad)
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Legal or illegal, I just wanna make a million
Tryna feed the block, I wanna see my niggas winning
Dunking on these niggas, bitch I feel like Scottie Pippen
(Scottie Pippen niggaaaaaa)
Bitch I'm bouta stack a G up
Shots like Stephen Curry, so you niggas better D up
We been chasing chicken, now these bitches wanna see us
Mama scraping change, she was grinding tryna feed us
(Real shit nigga)
With the Lions and the Tigers
Making bread with trappers, nine to fivers and the swipers
Money coming faster than a Lambo or a Viper
Shitting on these niggas man, I need a pack of diapers
[Hook]
Chicken
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Wake up in the morning, I'm like, bitch I gotta get it
Double up the money, stupid hoe I gotta flip it
We gon get that chicken cause my niggas on a mission
Chicken
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Wake up in the morning, I'm like, bitch I gotta get it
Double up the money, stupid hoe I gotta flip it
We gon get that chicken cause my niggas on a mission
[Verse 2]
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Pop exotic bottles while the DJ up there mixing
Fuck yo bitch for hours, then I made her do the dishes
Focused on my racks until I'm balling like the Pistons
(Swish, swish)
Bitch I'm plotting on them hunnids
Cop a chain with nuggets, yo bitch suck me up in public
Airplane mode, put the money in the luggage
Keep the same team, bitch I think I'm Tim Duncan
(I'm Tim Duncan nigga)
Bitch I'm plotting on the paper
Got a couple blazers, they be loaded up with lasers
Count up all the chicken, throw the money at the haters
Leave yo star injured like the Indiana Pacers
(Paul George nigga)
Bitch I'm plotting on a payoff
Scoring on these haters, this the muthaphukkin playoffs
Grinding for the chicken, I can't never take a day off
I feel like a jet because my niggas bouta take off
[Hook]
Chicken
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Wake up in the morning, I'm like, bitch I gotta get it
Double up the money, stupid hoe I gotta flip it
We gon get that chicken cause my niggas on a mission
Chicken
Bitch I'm plotting on the chicken
Wake up in the morning, I'm like, bitch I gotta get it
Double up the money, stupid hoe I gotta flip it
We gon get that chicken cause my niggas on a mission
[Outro]
Y'all hear that? Live and direct
I think that's about, one band, ya feel me?
Ooh oooh ohhh oooo shit, that might've been two
You know what I'm saying, plotting on that chicken
We got it
Ohhhh shit, that might be three
Oh my god, I'm glad I picked up that call from L-O nigga
