Lyrics KFC - Soulja Boy, Calico Jonez

KFC

I called the colonel
I think it’s finger licking
Contucki Fried Chicken
Birds in the air, flying like they
Nigga say he gon take what,
Call the plug
It’s finger licking
Birds on deck, Contucki Fried Chicken
Me and Calico pull up in a Bentley
Trapper of the century
I’m stuntin, you hear me
Money on my chain
Riding fire flame
Get a whole bird, hear what I’m saying
Pull up to the trap, and we got them racks
A hundred pounds pulling up in the Rari, blap blap
Rari mad black
Birds in the back
Pull up to the mob
Nigga got swag
And we pop tags
Birds on deck, don’t give me that
I called the colonel
I think it’s finger licking
Contucki Fried Chicken
Birds in the air, flying like they
Nigga say he gon take what,
Jonez!
I got the recipe
Get you a whole wing
Come to my drive through
I’m making it crispy
Whippin hard like it’s mashed potatos
Got a Roli with me, nigga fuck a hater
Bands in these Robin jeans, suicide if you robbing me
Got the 40 on me, 45 too
450 drop through
Niggas rap a lot, but they ain’t in the kitchen
Only see it, nigga what you pitchin?
Talking finger licking, plenty chickens
Time is ticking, spent so many racks in Lenox
Luie V, Luie belt, Luie shades, see me Luie 13 too
Met a bad bitch in the dirby
trap star, he was still surving
Got work coming in early
Get birdys and them chickens early
All about money, I’m all about dab
Drunk, tell her call a cab
Chicken no flower, give the bird a bath
Call the BMM, get the money fast
I called the colonel
I think it’s finger licking
Contucki Fried Chicken
Birds in the air, flying like they
Nigga say he gon take what,