Flight - Chipotle lyrics

[Verse 1: XVRHLDY] I just spent a chicken in Chipotle I just called a chicken for my homie Poet and iconic, get her open off the sonnet Hair like Pocahontas when she take it out the bonnet Flows I project Like the bu*t on the bread Everybody say they're hungry but nobody really want it This what happens when you take a mountain flip it on the summit Out the city where a gun forever hummin' Listen close you can hear the lost souls Nightmares in the day lead the way home Try and be like Martin Luther They won't King ya, they'll shoot ya Better thank your lucky stars, holy Bible, Allah, Buddha All religion non-existent when the pistol get to clicking Still I'm 'finna spend another chicken, another chicken I need my scratch, need it like the DJ Booth Dj Booth yeah Run that back Treat it like a DJ Booth DJ Booth Yeah I just spent a chicken in Chipotle And I just called a chicken for my homie I told her life and d**h is in the power of the tongue She say her head to die for so she living by the gun I spilled salsa verde on my denim She take treinta selfies 'fore she send them Made that white girl watch Belly on Columbus Day it's no fu sh** on my agenda On my agenda, On my agenda Made that white girl watch Belly on Columbus Day it's no fu sh** on my agenda I just made a wish upon a star She wished upon me instead But now we on the way to Chipotle You know what I'm finna spend