[Start]
Chicken bone, now we gone, now we gone, now we gone
[Chorus]
I'm not the one for none of that fuck shit
One for none of that fuck shit
One for none of that fuck shit
One for none of that fuck shit (x4)
[Pre-verse: Pouya]
What you talkin 'bout? There's no competition (nah)
You disqualified cause you been actin' like some bitches
Got your main hoe on the way to the studio (yuh)
We finna make a hit, and she gon' hit the crew (bitch)
[Verse 1: Pouya]
Treat the pussy like a football, toss it
Got the bitch leaking like faucets
Left that running you like you inside of the house
Come out the crib, you not saying shit now (pussy)
He looking money, he laying you down
Broken Xbox, I'm not playing around
She loving my words, my urban sound
Got what I need, stole the visa I'm out
I ain't never heard no one, nobody harder than me
Catch me chillin', feelin like a million, riding the beat
They been sleeping on me, I'mma wake 'em up with the heat
Slap my meat upon your face if you ain't fucking with me
Like a bitch touching herself, man I'mma always do me (yuh)
Droppin the drop top, feeling the breeze
She pray for the dick, now the bitch on her knees (yuh)
And I still can't stand 'em, eat that box 'till I got no stamina
If you my homie you really just family, I know these rappers can't stand me (yuh)
Chicken bone, now we gone, now we gone, now we gone
[Chorus]
I'm not the one for none of that fuck shit
One for none of that fuck shit
One for none of that fuck shit
One for none of that fuck shit (x4)
[Pre-verse: Pouya]
What you talkin 'bout? There's no competition (nah)
You disqualified cause you been actin' like some bitches
Got your main hoe on the way to the studio (yuh)
We finna make a hit, and she gon' hit the crew (bitch)
[Verse 1: Pouya]
Treat the pussy like a football, toss it
Got the bitch leaking like faucets
Left that running you like you inside of the house
Come out the crib, you not saying shit now (pussy)
He looking money, he laying you down
Broken Xbox, I'm not playing around
She loving my words, my urban sound
Got what I need, stole the visa I'm out
I ain't never heard no one, nobody harder than me
Catch me chillin', feelin like a million, riding the beat
They been sleeping on me, I'mma wake 'em up with the heat
Slap my meat upon your face if you ain't fucking with me
Like a bitch touching herself, man I'mma always do me (yuh)
Droppin the drop top, feeling the breeze
She pray for the dick, now the bitch on her knees (yuh)
And I still can't stand 'em, eat that box 'till I got no stamina
If you my homie you really just family, I know these rappers can't stand me (yuh)
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