Baked Potato

[Intro]
Yeah
No rap, like, like we really be countin' chicken, like, you know what I'm sayin'? (Haha)
Like, like, you know what I'm sayin'? The shit you pluck (Come on now)
Like that type chicken, you hear me? (Yeah, like, I ain't even— Say Breezy)
Ayy

[Chorus]
I'm countin' chicken, cookin' shit up like a kitchen, we fired the boy up like hibachi (Fire the boy up like hibachi)
You niggas bitchin', I put myself in position, remember days rockin' Huaraches ('Member days rockin' Huaraches)
No competition, they say I'm fly as a pigeon, pop shit, people say that I'm cocky (Them people say I'm cocky)
Ain't with the snitchin', and I got more ammunition, these hollows, they hot as a Taki (And they hot as a Taki)

[Verse]
Been in that mode, I'll still get somethin' sold, you just gotta hit my line (You just gotta hit my line)
Keep me a pole and they say that time is money, 'bout money, then I got the time (You know I got the time)
I'm doin' shows, she tryna eat me up out of my clothes 'cause she say that I'm fine (She say that I'm fine)
These niggas hoes, ready to tell on your partner 'cause you got caught doin' the crime (Crime)
You never been in no action, you hidin' behind cars, I was gettin' shit smackin' (Was gettin' shit smackin')
You niggas rappin' and cappin', tryna live up to an image, I'm sittin' back stackin' (Yeah, I'm sittin' back stackin')
We the ones makin' shit happen, hangin' with apes, make a call and they get to attackin' (And they get to attackin')
Won't catch me doin' no lackin', I never hated gettin' paid, I be makin' transaction (Yeah)
Ayy, do what I say like I'm Breezy, finna put two million up like I'm Peezy (Mm-hmm)
Remember my first hundred, been touchin' so much dirty money, got my hands greasy (Got my hands dirty)
And I been rappin' 'bout shit that I'm doin' and shit that I did, that's why it's so easy (That's why it's so easy)
And I been gettin' to this paper, my diamonds, they on Frosted Flakes, share the cake, I ain't greedy
Ayy, suck me out like a vacuum, I fuck with shawty 'cause she got a brain on her (She got a brain on her)
How you gon' be mad at me because your bitch be fuckin' the team? Nigga, shame on her (Man, shame on her)
You puttin' your mouth all in her, I'm puttin' dick all in her, just came on her (Nigga, just came on her)
I like to hit from the back and she know that that ass lookin' fat, got a thang on her (Say Breezy)
Uh, don't need a light, you can see all of this ice from miles away (From miles away)
I got an eater and she ain't leavin' nothin' up on the plate, put the towel away (Put the towel away)
You niggas ain't never been in that field, we hit shit in the lip, that's a foul on the play (That's a foul on the play)
These niggas duckin' and hidin' from us, they ain't tryna bump heads, so we find where he stay (We done found where he stay)
Ayy, don't wanna fuck, baby, I want your lips, you ain't the type I'll take on a trip (The type I'll take)
I started rappin', got paid off the rip, this money ain't shit when you countin' blue strips (Countin' blue strips)
Designer clothes, hoppin' in new whips, I don't pop pills, but I got a few 'scripts (Got a few 'scripts)
Remember tryna stack up a few thousand, now I make a thousand, I'm postin' a clip

[Chorus]
I'm countin' chicken, cookin' shit up like a kitchen, we fired the boy up like hibachi (Fire the boy up like hibachi)
You niggas bitchin', I put myself in position, remember days rockin' Huaraches ('Member days rockin' Huaraches)
No competition, they say I'm fly as a pigeon, pop shit, people say that I'm cocky (Them people say that I'm cocky)
Ain't with the snitchin', and I got more ammunition, these hollows, they hot as a Taki (These hollows, they hot as a Taki, ha, ha)

[Outro]
Nigga, haha
Nigga, these hollows, they hot as a Taki (Ha, ha)
Haha, uh (Ha, ha, bang, bang)
These hollows, they hot as a Taki (Ha, ha, bang)
Fuck that (Ha, ha, ha)
Hahaha, loaded, nigga (Ha, ha, ha, ha)