Fork
2 Chainz Lyrics


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Mama, Mama!
(What? What?)
You get that money out my pants last night?
(Nah I didn't get no money out your pants
And quit yelling at me!)
Ain't nobody hollerin' at you!

I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
I woke up on the block
Had to hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold

I got Medusa on my sneakers
My dick up like "nice to meet ya"
100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure
Then we aim at your people
I be higher than a eagle
When I'm sipping on that codeine
Free my nigga Siegel
I am ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa
Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa
If I die tonight, you gon' see some flicks in Ghosta
I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota
Man I'm running up that check, show you how I do it
I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls
Man they tried to give me wings, but I already had some
I'm all that and then some
My trap house is my income, and it's booming!

I had a dream, rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me (2 Chainz!) It won't even fold

I'm ballin' like Mr. Clean
I gotta keep my kitchen clean
God bless me like I'm finna sneeze
Got to weigh me on a triple beam
D-boy in parenthesis
All gold in my Mr. T's
2 Chainz, two pinky rings
My trigger finger's like a lemon squeeze (baow!)
Climax! Make your main ho my side-chick
I'm so high, your whore get hijacked
And my vision is Pyrex
I do it big like a 5X
Killed they ass with the eyepatch
I got bad bitches on my side
I done fucked around and got sidetracked
My first night, I spent five stacks
Next night I forgot to count
I'm so hot, who gon' put the fire out?
I'm the fireman, I put fire out
Got a pole in my basement
Tipped your girl like Malaya now
Ridin' on these motherfucka's until they blow my tires out

My wrist deserve a shout-out
I'm like "what up, wrist?"
My stove deserve a shout-out
I'm like "what up, stove?"
All this jewelry on then I'm out cold
So much money on me, it won't even fold!

I had a dream, rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold




So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of 2 Chainz's song Fork show his success and motivation to keep hustling, despite the fact that he had a dream that rap wouldn't work. In his dream, he woke up on the block and had to hit it with the fork. This could mean that he went back to selling drugs, using the fork to break it down before he sold it. The skrrr noises throughout the song could indicate the sound of a car accelerating or a gun being fired, adding to the hustling atmosphere of the song.


2 Chainz talks about the amount of money he has on him, stating that he has so much money that it won't even fold, which shows his success and financial stability. He also mentions his lavish lifestyle, with references to his Medusa sneakers and Testarossa car. Additionally, he talks about his experiences with success, including getting paid $100K for a feature and running up his check, which further emphasizes his motivation to succeed.


Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on 2 Chainz's lifestyle and experiences, with themes of hustling and success. The skrrr sounds and references to illegal activity add to the song's energy and create a sense of excitement and danger.


Line by Line Meaning

Mama, Mama!
2 Chainz calls for his mother for a conversation.


(What? What?)
His mother asks what he wants to talk about.


You get that money out my pants last night?
2 Chainz asks his mother if she took money from his pants.


(Nah I didn't get no money out your pants And quit yelling at me!)
His mother denies taking money and tells him to stop yelling.


Ain't nobody hollerin' at you!
2 Chainz argues that he wasn't yelling.


I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
2 Chainz describes a dream he had where his career as a rapper failed.


I woke up on the block
2 Chainz woke up in a bad neighborhood.


Had to hit it with the fork
2 Chainz used a fork to cook drugs (presumably crack cocaine).


Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr Hit it with the fork Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr Hit it with the fork
The onomatopoeic 'skrrr' sound represents the sound of a car peeling out and leaving after 2 Chainz hits the drugs with the fork.


Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold So much money on me, it won't even fold
2 Chainz says that if his rap career fails, he still has so much money that it won't even fit in his pockets.


I got Medusa on my sneakers
2 Chainz is wearing sneakers with the Medusa logo.


My dick up like 'nice to meet ya'
2 Chainz brags about his sexual prowess.


100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure
2 Chainz charges $100,000 for a guest verse and has hundreds of thousands of dollars to spend.


Then we aim at your people
2 Chainz threatens to use violence against his enemies.


I be higher than a eagle When I'm sipping on that codeine Free my nigga Siegel
2 Chainz feels high from drinking codeine and mentions his incarcerated friend Siegel.


I am ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa
2 Chainz is traveling to Costa Rica and will soon be driving a Testarossa.


If I die tonight, you gon' see some flicks in Ghosta
2 Chainz suggests that if he dies, there will be pictures of him in a Rolls-Royce Ghost.


I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota Man I'm running up that check, show you how I do it
2 Chainz claims to be respected and successful in his hometown and in South Dakota. He brags about making money.


I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls Man they tried to give me wings, but I already had some
2 Chainz makes a play on words by claiming to drink red wine and not energy drinks. He says he already has 'wings' (money and success).


I'm all that and then some My trap house is my income, and it's booming!
2 Chainz is very successful and his drug-dealing activities are very profitable.


My stove deserve a shout-out I'm like 'what up, stove?'
2 Chainz gives credit to his stove for helping him cook drugs.


My wrist deserve a shout-out I'm like 'what up, wrist?'
2 Chainz brags about his expensive watch.


So much money on me, it won't even fold!
2 Chainz has so much money that it won't fit in his pockets or fold properly.




Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MICHAEL WILLIAMS, PIERRE RAMON SLAUGHTER, TAUHEED EPPS

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@Sniperdatownz

Nothing like giving a shout out to your stove.

@mattproffitt3914

Chirch

@charmcity_3547

All the ready cooked up on it, why not 😆

@jackbkilenillumanati9298

Talk to the closet and send the money to folding store and get them creses

@durozi1046

fr

@princecheck11

then shouting out your wrist what a legend

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@beatfreakVEVO

what up stove

@brandonprosper7559

Thug life 💪

@vincentgraves2560

Mama mom.

@nathanboolin

Happy birthday Betty White

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