Chicken Spot Rock Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire (Ft. Dallas the Kid)

[Mr. Muthafuckin’ eXquire ordering drive-thru]

[Hook:]
I hit the liquor spot, then the chicken spot
Three pieces, French fries; I hope my shit still hot
I hit the liquor spot, then the chicken spot
Three pieces, French fries; I hope my shit still hot
I hope my shit still hot!
(x2)

[Verse 1: Mr. Muthafuckin’ eXquire]
Yummy, I got rum in my tummy
Plus a breast and two wings, I don’t fuck with no drumstick
Gimme some new fries, I don’t like ‘em too crunchy
Free soda on the side, I mix that with Bacardi
Fuck Popeye's, Colonel Sanders I'm sorry
But that red and white stripe box glow when it’s open
Plus they make pizza ya’ll can't fuck with this
Got macaroni salad too, but I don’t trust that shit
On Friday all the drunk sluts stumble in
And all they want is a burger and to suck some dick
Fuck this shit, my spot ?[…]?
Ya’ll niggas chicken look grey and your fries are green
Call it a snack box but it’s a meal to me
Say that its junk food but its for real to me
Nice liner for your stomach when you S-I-P
No hangover; I recover quick like Wolverine