Wing Stop - Philthy Rich, Rick Ross, Yowda

Respect a man who can turn his own keep

Twenty women in the crib, I’m talking hide and seek

The lifestyle that I live, niggas deserve to see

So I let you in my crib just as a courtesy

Then put you niggas all

That’s what I bought the Raytheon and two ghosts for

Making music but the snitches say we dope boy

Welcome to US Marshals kicking the dope, boy

Black Dali in my all black Impala

Or red Caprice where I’m known in these streets

Come to your city nigga and I’m never checking in

Cause my hitters who hit it never respected him

We put your home address nigga off of LinkedIn in

Man, who hotter than all y’all, my nigga Meek and them

Fifty financial woes, I never speak of them

Years ago Pimpin' Curly we know we ethered him

At the Mayweather fight, I got my gun tuck

Boss, second row and I’m smiling just like I’m Young Buck

Young king, drug ring, Bun B, Pimp C

Rep mine as I ride on my enemies

I need a ten piece of lemon pepper

Don’t hit my phone unless it’s in a battle

I told a bitch, let her hold the wrench

All these hundreds busting up my bench

You want this whole chick, meet me at the Wing Stop

You want this half a bird, meet me at the Wing Stop

You need this nine pack, meet me at the Wing Stop

A four winged baby, meet me at the Wing Stop

Look, niggas talk but they don’t live it right

Yeah, I’m talking what I’m living, right

I’m getting chubby so I’m living right

Play Shakur, give it to you tonight

A couple dollars for the drop off

Come up short’ll get you knocked off

These niggas 'round here wearing knock offs

I told a nigga he better knock it off

A ten piece of the lemon pepper

That’s a code, he want ten of 'em better

Shit, I can get you ten whatever

Matter of fact, I can get you ten forever

Look, I need a ten piece of lemon pepper

Don’t hit my phone unless it’s in a battle

I told a bitch, let her hold the wrench

All these hundreds busting up my bench

You want this whole chick, meet me at the Wing Stop

You want this half a bird, meet me at the Wing Stop

You need this nine pack, meet me at the Wing Stop

A four winged baby, meet me at the Wing Stop

Let’s trap at Wing Stop, I’m in the kitchen with the chicken

Guaranteed to numb his face if he finger lick it

I had to raise the price, cause it was slim pickings

Copped a foreign now it’s time to do some rim picking

Pulled a Miami out, we use Louisiana here

Go over the work, Louisiana run

Caught a million dollars, you can get a ten piece

Your bitch treat my dick like a ten speed

I bring in so much snow it’s like a land slide

City to city, boy, I’m tryna franchise

Twenty-one minutes, I can get your chicken right

He out of state, ordered yesterday

He’ll get his shit tonight

Look, I need a ten piece of lemon pepper

Don’t hit my phone unless it’s in a battle

I told a bitch, let her hold the wrench

All these hundreds busting up my bench

You want this whole chick, meet me at the Wing Stop

You want this half a bird, meet me at the Wing Stop

You need this nine pack, meet me at the Wing Stop

A four winged baby, meet me at the Wing Stop