Lyrics Ohio Fried Chicken - Jake Paul, Anthony Trujillo, Chance Sutton

Ohio Fried Chicken

Jake Paul
Merch link in bio
Ohio Fried
Chicken Bitch
We made this
In one day
Tricky Rick
Bobby Slick
Ohio boys
Let’s hit it
Honkey donk
Tonkey tonk
Ohio Fried Chicken
Is what it’s called
I got my truck
My overalls
Just me and my boys makin' fried chicken, y’all
Kentucky can’t compete
OFC yee yeet
Sweep you off yo feet
Please look up to me
We’ll tell you what to do
Tenders the move
Getcha self some sauce
Yeah you a boss
OFC that’s how we’re livin'
Come around town you’ll find me sittin'
Your pretty girl with no care
No problem in the world not even her hair
I think I found what I finally need
Chicken and a girl that’s nice and thicken
Slow it down or speed it up
I’m makin' my way to Ohio fried chicken
Bitch
Honkey donk
Tonkey tonk
Ohio Fried Chicken
Is what it’s called
I got my truck
My overalls
Just me and my boys makin' fried chicken, y’all
They said I wouldn’t make it
Now my chicken’s naked
And my truck is lifted
Shout out to ma n' pops
I got my piggy
I got my goat
But I still need a little boat
I wanna make
My family proud
I just wanna sell out a crowd
I need a girl
Who’s down to ride
Workin' all day, that’s that Ohio pride
Honkey donk
Tonkey tonk
Ohio Fried Chicken
Is what it’s called
I got my truck
My overalls
Just me and my boys makin' fried chicken, y’all
Yeah
Ohio, baby
Trio’s rollin' up
Represent your country
We’re here
Merch link in bio
You need to cop that shit quick
But, uh, didn’t we grow up in the suburb?
That doesn’t matter
Bro, shut up, dude
Don’t talk about that
Shit
Oh my, my bad
My friends are going to make fun of me again
Alright
Sorry
It’s everyday bro
Peace