Gimme That Chicken

(album: What Happened Was... - 2019)

Dear Lord
Bless Chick-Fil-A
And its perfect, deep-fried, golden brown chicken
May it always be amazing
(Yah, yah, yah)

I'm 'bout to roll in quick
I'm 'bout to get my fix
'Sup with these kids?
Why they all up on my hip?
I got the sauce that drips
How much can I get?
I'ma put it all on my lips
Dang, it's all on my kicks
When I'm walking
By I want a waffle fry
I'm not a whopper guy
No awkward eye
No awkward guy
I'm just saying hi ('sup)
When I run inside
When I get in line
I want a number 5
Gimme two shakes there and a cow hat
Put it all on the side

I want chicken
Gimme dat chicken
Deep fry that chicken
God bless that chicken
I want chicken
I want chicken
Gimme dat chicken
Deep fry that chicken
God bless that chicken
I want chicken

I'm on fair fax
With my air max
And my hair back
I ain't even scared yet (nah)
I'ma head right there back
I'm walking in real fast
What y'all staring at?
I'm kicking all the chairs back
Screaming "Gimme that chicken, where it at?"
Get a pen and pad
I ain't getting mad
I'm getting in my bag
What I fitting to grab
Is Polynesian sauce in a big old slab
I ain't care the cost
I'll take it all right there
If that's all you have
"Sir it would be my absolute honor to serve you..."
Bring it out real fast

I want chicken
Gimme dat chicken
Deep fry that chicken
God bless that chicken
I want chicken
I want chicken
Gimme dat chicken
Deep fry that chicken
God bless that chicken
I want chicken

I want chicken
Gimme dat chicken
Deep fry that chicken
God bless that chicken
I want chicken
I want chicken
Gimme dat chicken
Deep fry that chicken
God bless that chicken
I want chicken