TEN PIECE

[Chorus]
Ten piece chicken wing on my sweater
I can't get no better (no better)
Sadly it cost a lot and was all up checkered
That's a good mood wrecker, uh
Could've died chasing the dresser like, uh
Couldn't find shit, like searching a fuck
I would like myself like in a new pink top
Sad to say, you've run out of luck

[Intro]
Ayee hahahah
Run out of luck, run out of luck
Run out of fucking luck, okay-okay
Oh-what, oh-what
Okay

[Chorus]
Ten piece chicken wing on my sweater
I can't get no better
Sadly it cost a lot and was all up checkered
That's a good mood wrecker, uh
Could've died chasing the dresser like, uh
Couldn't find shit, like searching a fuck
I would like myself like in a new pink top
Sad to say, you've run out of luck
Ayy, huh, hey, you've
Run out of, uh
Run out of, uh
Run out, uh
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, oh
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, oh
Run out of, uh
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, uh
Run out of, ayy
Run out fuck

[Post-Chorus]
Not turning lyrical like 4 peat
Talking 'bout life, I fought it
Talk the money fast, yeah, I talk it
If I don't like her, I press delete
My life be really upbeat, ayy
I'm thankful, surrounded by concretes
I still behave, yeah, offbeat
If I don't like it, I press repeat

[Verse 1]
Both windows open to the limit, uh
Trying to regain my holy spirit, uh
Y'all just tryna mimic my image
I'd rather spend time on listening minutes
Don't be scared about my to be digits
Yeah, I know, my future looking vivid
Not afraid to listen to the fitted critics
Deep inside, I know you're a fucking gimmick
All I hear is, can I partake your family
I cannot wait 'till they get to me, uh yuh
These bitches be counting their calories
Like I be counting my salary, uh yuh
When I step in the gallery
They be acting like befriending me, uh yuh
After that evening, I find myself leaving
'Cause this my life, I'm proceeding, uh yuh

[Chorus]
Ten piece chicken wing on my sweater
I can't get no better
Sadly it cost a lot and was all up checkered
That's a good mood wrecker
Could've died chasing the dresser like, uh
Couldn't find shit, like searching a fuck
I would like myself like in a new pink top
Sad to say, you've run out of luck
Ayy, huh, hey, you've
Run out of, uh
Run out of, uh
Run out, uh
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, oh
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, oh
Run out of, uh
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, ayy
Run out of, uh
Run out of, ayy
Run out fuck