Lyrics Stimulus Package (feat. Talk Chickens) - Curly Chuck

I don't pop percs I got shit to do nigga
Hit your man first then we gon' get to you nigga
This a fifty round drum but it got fifty two in it
Through these Louis shades I could see the bitch in you nigga
If my choppa had a Twitter it would mention you nigga
This the type of shit that get the bitches loose nigga
I will turn her panties to a swimming pool nigga
Leave that pussy with a gap like missing tooth nigga

If shit get physical this pistol giving you a physical
I get the visual then cock it back and knock your liver loose
I take a brick or two and break it down till it's invisible
I take your bitch from you and take her down to my genitals
This shit is pitiful the mirror's giving you the living proof
I never been a fool I always been the dude to bend the rules
I'm independent too got bitches kissing on my tennis shoes
You gon' need tentacles if you go at my residuals
Huh they can't handle em'
They know he ain't Muslim cuz he always got that ham with em'
And he got them big racks Pamela Anderson
Pull up with them straps turn your man to a mannequin
We gon' damage em' hand em' some bandages
I'm off a tab I see pandas and animals
And that tab was as big as a calendar
And my swisher sweet filled up with lavender
Yeah put your head on the concrete
My prodigies will come and Mobb Deep on your Mom's street
And we treat a body like it's laundry
In the middle of my mind where you find me

I don't pop xans I got shit to do nigga
We gon' hit your man then we get to you nigga
This a fifty round drum but it got fifty two in it
Through these Louis shades I could see the bitch in you nigga
If my choppa had a Twitter it would mention you nigga
This the type of shit that get the bitches loose nigga
I will turn her panties to a swimming pool nigga
Leave that pussy with a gap like missing tooth nigga
Mhm pussy with a gap like a missing tooth nigga
Mhm pussy with a gap like a missing tooth nigga

I don't pop percs bitch a talk birds
And we ain't shoot back cuz we shot first
I ain't trying to cuff a bitch it will not work
Hoes be trying to get between the bread like bratwurst
Like clockwork chickens make the block twerk
He ain't cock first so the pussy got merked
Think he a hot boy now I got to pop Turk
If a nigga sweet we up the heat like Pop Tarts
I don't pop xans I got shit to do nigga
I can't chop it with a pussy I ain't Dr. Doolittle
All my bitches do a lot all your bitches do a little
If I'm really being honest never fucked with you niggas
Huh they can't handle me
Yeah they call me chickens but I still brought the ham with me
Talk to me nice or that ham making sandwiches
Chuck that's my family stuck to the plan with me (Okay)
You broke niggas give me anxiety
You get popped like a xan if you're trying me
Say she love me I love when she lie to me
And these shrooms came from Chuck you ain't high as me bitch
Hah we get active
Walk down on a pussy smoke him like cat piss
I am not rat bitch but I really rap bitch
Fucking on a bad bitch counting up cabbage
Flow still savage I could go all day
Never trust a bitch cuz these hoes play all day
Chickens got long money long like broadway
All these hoes Destiny's child like Yonce' bitch

I don't pop xans I got shit to do nigga
We gon' hit your man then we get to you nigga
This a fifty round drum but it got fifty two in it
Through these Louis shades I could see the bitch in you nigga
If my choppa had a twitter it would mention you nigga
This the type of shit that get the bitches loose nigga
I will turn her panties to a swimming pool nigga
Leave that pussy with a gap like missing tooth nigga
Mhm pussy with a gap like a missing tooth nigga
Mhm pussy with a gap like a missing tooth nigga