Chopsticks

[Intro]
Oh my God, they killed Kenny!
You bastards

[Chorus: Sensei Boolin]
We keep them mothafuckin' chopsticks
Got them long Glock-sticks
Start runnin' when you hear them shots
You can catch the mop bitch
Aye, eat my crusty sock bitch, aye!

[Verse 1: Sensei Boolin]
Don't run in my crib and you go back out
Run up the block and make him do spaz out
Just like EA, make a jhit lag out
Touchin' my tool and you go black out
I got the cheese, the gonad got speed
I take yo treasure, don't need a suppresor
I'm the aggressor, just a refresher
I got the pressure, got you a stretcher, just for safe measure
You gon' get folded like some laundry
The gas gon' have you playin' jumanji
I'm straight chiefin', Finski out here tweakin'
I'm pullin' up to the gonads with the sac
Like "Hello, good evening!" (Dayumm, cracka ouchea boolin' and shit)

[Chorus: Sensei Boolin]
We keep them mothafuckin' chopsticks
Got them long Glock-sticks
Start runnin' when you hear them shots
You can catch the mop bitch
Yuh, eat my crusty sock bitch

[Interlude: Sean Macquire & Arthur Morgan]
You ain't so free of politics
I hate everyone just the same

[Verse 2: Young Testicle]
My spine broke, driving through the window of that Marshall's
Got my rims gold, 64 dubs like Nintendo
My soul froze, clean the chrome
Maxin' out at 190, STG don't respect hoes (nah)
It's do or die mothafucka
If you try me I'm gon' fry you with my rifle
It's triple homicide, off the crack feelin' wild
I'm emptying a sac, rollin' up with a bible
Just fucked this guys mom
Yeah that losers name was Micheal, bitch

[Bridge: Finski]
Aye man, we ouchea in the mothafuckin' recording closet
I don't got no studio cuz I'm broke
But I do got this closet and my airpods doe

[Verse 3: Finski]
Pull up to McDonald's, buy a McChicken
Pull off the wrapper of the McChicken
Discovered that the McChicken had mayo on the McChicken
Aye, Damn, you know what I did? (yuh)
I pulled my fucking Glock out
Shot the mothafuckin' 'donald's employee
"Put mayonnaise on my McChicken" (aye)
It says it on the receipt "No mayonnaise" (nope)
Why'd you put mayonnaise on my McChicken
Asked you 6 times, put it in the notes (yuh)
Put it on the uber eats order notes (okay!)
"No mayonnaise"
You still put fucking mayonnaise on my McChicken
Goddamn, pulled out the .50 caliber
Shot her in the face, now she dead
Went to her grave, pissed on it
Then put mayonnaise on her gravestone
Cuz she put mayonnaise on my McChicken

[Outro: Finski]
Don't fuck with my McChicken bitch, I swear to god
McDonald's if you put mayonnaise on my McChicken after I specifically asked you six times to not do it
You better not
Or I'm literally gonna block the McDonald's off the USA [?]