In honor of the craze surrounding the war between who has the better chicken sandwich: Popeyes or Chick-fil-A, we implore you to let us know which rap song has the best lines about the famed chicken establishments.
From Migos‘ “Stir Fry” to A Tribe Called Quest‘s “Kids…,” who do you think has the best raps about Popeyes and Chick-fil-A?
Check out the selection of chicken raps below.
Migos — “Stir Fry”
“Dance with my dogs in the nighttime (wroof)/Trap nigga with the chickens like Popeye’s (Popeye’s)/Money changin’ colors like tie-dye (tie-dye)/I’m just tryna get it, I ain’t tryna die (no).”
Clipse — “Popular Demand (Popeyes)”
“Mami you miss me, don’t you?/Haters, wish you could hit me, don’t you?/Heh, you should call me uncle/I understand, I’m back by popular demand/That new CL fly/Outside of Popeyes eating chicken and fries/Yeah, come holla at your uncle/I understand, I’m back by popular demand.”
Lil Wayne f. Drake — “Family Feud”
“Don’t get my credit declined, give all the credit to Moms/ I flipped the bird at the Bird – hey, what’s for dinner? Popeyes/These chickens got bird flu, and they chirp, chirp too/Always sung, never flew, these boys Hot Girls too.”
Geto Boys — “Mind Playing Tricks On Me”
“Reached under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers/Ain’t no use to me lyin’/I was scareder than a motherfucker/Hooked a left into Popeye’s and bailed out quick/If it’s goin’ down, let’s get this shit over with/Here they come just like I figured/I got my hand on the motherfuckin’ trigger.”
Kanye West — “30 Hours”
“Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition/I’m drivin’ with no winter tires in December/Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, like a private school for women/Then I get there and all the Popeye’s is finished, girl/You don’t love me, you just pretendin’/I need a happy beginnin’, middle and endin.”
A Tribe Called Quest f. Andre 3000 — “Kids…”
“Kids, say I’m the shit/I’m Chick-fil-A nuggets, McDonald’s french fries/The spicy Popeye’s and Red Lobster biscuits/And girls scout thin mints.”
Lil Wayne — “Curtains”
“Okay I’m straight at you, no ricochet/That pussy boneless, that’s Chick-fil-A/I fuck with real riders and they tickets paid/For them dead presidents, we will start digging graves.”
Aminé — “SHINE”
“I fuck up like everyday, I fuck up in every way/I fuck up like when I pull up on Sunday at Chick-Fil-A/My-my dark twisted fantasy, beautiful insanity/When the rain pours, I’m the one you call your canopy.”
Rich Brian — “Occupied”
“All these protocols, I’m slowly turnin’ to a diva man/I’ma beat the runner’s ass if he ain’t got my Chick-fil-A (Chick-fil-A)/Never like to brag, but I do it in my raps.”