Crunchy Rhythms

Chicken love, oh, Brett can't drop it Bites so nice that, coat 'em twice, yeah Chicken love, you know he's on it Dip 'em right, sauce on the side, yeah Chicken crisp, it's automatic Crispy bites, all through the night, yeah Hot and steaming in the fry-room light Golden treasures, what a bite, what a bite, yeah Chicken strip, he's committed Sizzling sound, that's the ticket Flavors high, it's systematic In his grip, oh, it's so dynamite, yeah In the kitchen, Brett's the prophet Tongs in hand, he'll dip, he won't stop it All lined up, his hunger's chronic Chicken love, his beats are sonic, yeah With every crunch, it's like a bass drop Electro vibes, it just won't stop Mix that sauce, oh, Brett's eclectic With every dip, the flavor's kinetic Spicy tang with a beat electric Poultry love, it's Brett's aesthetic, yeah Feel the heat, it's Brett's conviction Crunchy rolls, it's finger-lickin'