[Verse] Hot sauce drippin', my plate supreme, Chicken wingz, I'm livin' the dream, Bones crack under pressure, make a scene, Feathers flyin', life ain't what it seems. [Verse 2] Broken bones in the fryer, taste is mean, Finger-lickin' good, no in-between, Drumsticks dancin', my stomach's keen, Crispy crunches, puffs of steam. [Chorus] Wingz in my face, gotta savor the flame, Spicy kicks, it's a wild game, Dippin' sauce, honey, maple, no shame, Grillin' these beats, puttin' others to lame. [Verse 3] Late night hustle, greasy rims gleam, Double-dipped dreams in a culinary regime, Bite so divine, worth a king’s esteem, Crunches sending echoes, tasty regime. [Verse 4] Street lights flicker, wingz conquer my plate, Buffalo serenade, flavors don’t equate, Seasoned zest, makin' the midnight great, Pitstop at flavor town, can't deflate. [Chorus] Wingz in my face, gotta savor the flame, Spicy kicks, it's a wild game, Dippin' sauce, honey, maple, no shame, Grillin' these beats, puttin' others to lame.