Chicken Fried Rice Jim Jones (Ft. 5AM, Trav & Yo Gotti)

[Intro: 5AM]
Hit me on the FaceTime, you know I don't waste time
Good for you, you know I make time
Hit me on the FaceTime, you know I don't waste time
Good for you, you know I make time
Hit me on the FaceTime

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Too much Chanel in the closet
Tripped on a red bottom, damn near fell in the closet, I make hella deposits
She got it all, just bought the new Bentley truck
But the one she want was at the west coast lab so I had the dealer go and send it up, I'm a
Real nigga, that's my bitch, I'ma deal with her
Park up then spark up and do nasty shit behind the wheel with her
We like two and the same, so we can do a few things
Hop on a jet, me you and your crew on a plane
Or hit the block at the Chinese store, get you lo mein
Get the iced tea, and I promise girl, drive you insane
What you know about chopped cheeses?
Double park with my top off, with the hot sauce in my drop V like

[Chorus: Trav & 5AM]
She come from a city where it's full of bright lights
Never been to the trenches where it's chicken fried rice
Never been with a hitter that just live a hard life
She come from a city where it's full of bright lights
(Hit me on the FaceTime)
Never been in the trenches eatin' chicken fried rice
(Hit me on the FaceTime)
She come from a city where she livin' hard