Chicken Noodle Soup
 作词 : Dreezy/Joshua Luellen
 作曲 : Dreezy/Joshua Luellen
808 Mafia
Yo
What the **** is up, man?
You already know this Dreezy, we back in this *****
And ****** askin' me stupid s**t like who my competition
Ain't no ******' competition
Y'all in 2018, we in 2020, man, y'all ain't on s**t
Shout out my ***** Southside
That ***** is gon' have to come with it, for real
I ain't even ******' around no more, look
Pull in Neiman Marcus right before I spark it
Let the valet park it then I hit Chanel (Foreigns)
LA regardless, all my haters garbage
And they shop at Target or they findin' sales (Bums)
I'm the new wave, **** what you say
Got the cross on me like dulce (Uh-huh)
I keep a ***** with the deuce-deuce
Every hundred on me got a blue face (Blue face)
Bring the AC with the AP (Burr)
The type of ***** a ***** can't keep
Got the top down, sittin' waist deep
I'm like, "Can you see me?" They like, "HD" (You see me, ho)
Bad b*****s who I **** with
The rest, I wouldn't put s**t past 'em (At all)
Used to want to be a good girl
Now I'm finessin' ****** like a rich pastor
First check I got was like 50K
Went and cashed it out and just laid in it (Laid in it)
I don't care where you roll spliffs
We just dump the ashes, let the maid get it (Ayy, clean that s**t up)
Made a name but ain't chase the fame
B*****s trade respect for a paid gimmick (Fake ass ho)
They sent for me so I came with it
Competition feelin' like a game scrimmage (I'm winnin')
I'm up before the c**k-a-doodle-doo
At night I make it rain like chicken noodle soup
Got your ***** jumpin' through the hula hoops
He gave me top at 2, I told him toodle-loo (Bye-bye)
****** cappin'' like they really in the booth
But they just doin' somethin' 'cause it's cool to do
Heir to the two, s**t old to me, it's probably new to you
I ain't goin' back to what I used to do (Never)
B*****s hatin' on me in an Uber Pool (Bum)
**** a *****, man, I'm super cool
Brought my sis to LA on a Friday
Monday, she was like, "I flew to school"
They know she my sister so she cool in school
Gettin' money like a Jewish dude
****** switchin' colors like a Rubix Cube
All these b*****s switchin', I'm like,
"Who is who?" (Who the **** is these b*****s?)
Mani pedi, meet me at the Bevy
When we throw money, s**t look like confetti (Money)
Shooters hangin' with me out the Chevy
White girl rollin' doobies like she Lil' Debby (Ayy, roll that s**t)
Lost a legend, RIP to G-Dot
Smokin' like a teapot, I can't wait to rerock (My *****)
Got a ticket with me like a kiosk
Ballin' like a bi-yotch, flier than a peac**k
And I'm ready for b*****s to diss me (Yeah)
Got that new-new, I ain't talkin' Nipsey (Yeah)
Takin' shots, you was already tipsy (*****)
Still finessin' the game like a gypsy
Still rockin' Timberlands like I'm Missy (I be rockin' that s**t)
It get sweet, bro pull up with that glizzy
Pockets on full but my feelings is empty (No hard feelings)