​baked chicken Glo (Ft. che)

[Intro]
("You not in the band bitch!")
(Four3eva)

[Verse 1: che]
Yeah
She won't leave me 'lone, yeah, yeah
I still rock Vlone, yeah, yeah
Like, oh my—
I'm so clean, I felt so cold, yeah, yeah
I just wan' take her home, yeah, yeah
She just want some Rick on her Ramone
I'm just tryn' give her dick, like bitch come on
These hoes make me so sick, bitch got me blown
I love my wrist, bitch, that two-tone, yeah
Kevin Gate like "2 Phones", yeah
Bullet straight to his home, yeah
Niggas ain't never touch no Goyard, yeah

[Verse 2: che]
Bitches shakin' ass, don't got my attention
Why these pussy niggas keep me in they mentions?
Bitch, all of these bullets goin' one direction
Why niggas say I'm so broke, like, why you pressed then?
Pressed than Pippen
If you wanna test, we gon' hit, oh–yeah
Go get you a vest, don't get hit bitch
Do I want the Tech or the Tris bitch?
M16 on my wishlist, yeah
Still looking for a perfect ending
"Boy, we just best friends", I end it
Eating a baked chicken, yeah
Say, "Lil' Che ain't been missing"
And on God, I ain't been missing, yeah