Harold's
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib Lyrics


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I keep a chip off in my cell phone
Pocket full of stones, smoking on the strong
Freddy kane, freddy corleone
Marshalltown niggas had a nigga running home
I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on
9 millimeter, baretta to 40 cal
By 23 fresh up out the box, bitch I hold it down
I hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile
Fast forward ten years came back with roley's with golden crowns
Skinny nigga
Six wing mild sauce
With all the fries you can give me
I tear them bitches off
Ski mask on yo baby daddy?
Well that's that nigga loss
Pointin' my trey five seven, I got my point across

A skinny nigga
Six wing mild sauce
With all the fries you can give me
I tear them bitches off
This burning hole in my pocket
Got me out here 50 soft
Two-twenty-three on my enemy
I tear them bitches off
A skinny nigga
Six wing mild sauce
With all the fries you can give me
I tear them bitches off
A plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom
Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em

Kfc, harolds, sharks and popeyes
Adidas suit with a plate of chicken, got mob ties
A fresh delt', weed crumbs on my plush seats
I got my license now I'm backseat fucking every week
A thick bitch live in miller, go to work
3:30 school was out then I was fresh under her skirt
Them project niggas hit that bitch, that pussy went berserk
Don't hit without that trojan, fuck around you might get burnt
She was raised in the church, turnt out in the ghetto
Lock it, pussy pop it, I swear this bitch deserve a medal
Seen school girls turn into strippers in stilletos
Pimpin' 'til I die, if you wanna stop then get ya shovel bitch
Extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom
Freddie forgiato, all my bitches spoiled rotten
Cop that llama, got the hollows poppin' out the barrel
Got a stain for them hubbas meet me at the harolds, bitch

A skinny nigga
Six wing mild sauce
With all the fries you can give me
I tear them bitches off
A plate of chicken
With the bread stuck to the bottom
But fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em




Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Harold's" by Freddie Gibbs and Madlib depict a lifestyle characterized by violence, drug use, and a focus on material possessions. The first verse of the song references the use of drugs, specifically smoking strong weed and carrying different types of guns. The lyrics "I hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile" suggest that the singer is engaging in illegal activity, likely drug dealing or sex work, as the "chili bowl" may be a reference to drug paraphernalia. The following lines "Fast forward ten years came back with roley's with golden crowns" imply that the singer has been successful in their criminal pursuits, as they are able to afford expensive jewelry.


The chorus of the song is repetitive, focusing on the singer's love of chicken wings with mild sauce and destruction of their enemies. The second verse references the singer's involvement with a woman who may work as a stripper or sex worker, suggesting that they have control over her through pimping. The mention of "extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom" may be a reference to the singer's desire for excess and luxury.


Overall, the lyrics of "Harold's" paint a picture of a rough, violent lifestyle filled with drug use, criminal activity, and materialism.


Line by Line Meaning

I keep a chip off in my cell phone
I store my contacts in my phone.


Pocket full of stones, smoking on the strong
I have a lot of drugs and I'm smoking some potent weed.


Freddy kane, freddy corleone
I am powerful and have the status of mafia bosses Freddy Kane and Freddy Corleone.


Marshalltown niggas had a nigga running home
People from Marshalltown made me scared and run back home.


I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on
I called someone collect to get a gun and now I have the power.


9 millimeter, baretta to 40 cal
I have multiple types of guns.


By 23 fresh up out the box, bitch I hold it down
I have been in control since I was 23 years old.


I hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile
I go out into the world looking tough and confident.


Fast forward ten years came back with roley's with golden crowns
Ten years later I returned with fancy jewelry and more power.


Skinny nigga
I am thin and lean.


Six wing mild sauce
I like my chicken wings with mild sauce.


With all the fries you can give me
I want as many fries as possible with my meal.


I tear them bitches off
I devour my food quickly and enthusiastically.


Ski mask on yo baby daddy?
Did you steal from my boyfriend and wear a ski mask to cover your face?


Well that's that nigga loss
His loss is not my concern.


Pointin' my trey five seven, I got my point across
I made my message clear with my gun.


This burning hole in my pocket
I have a lot of money and it's itching to spend.


Got me out here 50 soft
I'm carrying around a lot of money but it's making me feel vulnerable.


Two-twenty-three on my enemy
I have a specific enemy and I have a gun to use against them.


A plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom
I'm eating chicken with all the trimmings, even the bread stuck to the bottom.


Fuck my enemies what you looking for bitch I got 'em
Don't waste your time looking for my enemies, I have already taken care of them.


Kfc, harolds, sharks and popeyes
I have a taste for all kinds of fast food places.


Adidas suit with a plate of chicken, got mob ties
I'm wearing an Adidas tracksuit, eating chicken, and have connections to the mafia.


A fresh delt', weed crumbs on my plush seats
I have a brand new Cadillac, but there are crumbs from weed all over the seats.


I got my license now I'm backseat fucking every week
With my new car license, I'm now able to have sex in the backseat frequently.


A thick bitch live in miller, go to work
A curvy woman lives in the Miller housing project and goes to work.


3:30 school was out then I was fresh under her skirt
I had sex with her after school ended.


Them project niggas hit that bitch, that pussy went berserk
Other people from the housing project had sex with her too and it made her crazy.


Don't hit without that trojan, fuck around you might get burnt
Use protection or you might get an STD.


She was raised in the church, turnt out in the ghetto
She had a religious upbringing but started living recklessly in the poor neighborhood.


Lock it, pussy pop it, I swear this bitch deserve a medal
She is sexually skilled and deserves praise for it.


Seen school girls turn into strippers in stilletos
I have seen young women turn to stripping as a way to make money.


Pimpin' 'til I die, if you wanna stop then get ya shovel bitch
I will continue to be a pimp until I die, and if you try to stop me, you'll need a shovel to bury me.


Extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom
I want extra sauce and all of the bread that comes with my chicken meal.


Freddie forgiato, all my bitches spoiled rotten
I have an expensive car and all of my women are very pampered.


Cop that llama, got the hollows poppin' out the barrel
I have a gun with hollow point bullets, ready to use.


Got a stain for them hubbas meet me at the harolds, bitch
I have a desire for drugs, and will meet anyone who has them at Harold's Chicken Shack.




Lyrics Ā© WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Written by: Alexander M. Goose, Henry Olivarez, Otis Jackson

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Comments from YouTube:

@ElectrusBoom

This dude makes me feel nostalgic about a chicken place I've never been to.

@chrissan2044

Its you again

@alonso_1218

Guess you ainā€™t listen to Grimm doza - chicken spot

@pSmurf954

Bruh. If you can, get to Chi-City and get some Haroldā€™s...

@1SonTMONT

"Six wing mild sauce"

@alonso_1218

Vorkath yeaaa Ight humble beast715šŸ˜

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@catalunyallibertat7

This song is genius. The previous song is "High", on which Freddie gets high af with Danny Brown, so he gets hungry and starts thinking bout eating chicken wings with all the fries they can give him on Harolds. Genius album back to back.

@rashoietolan3047

Xavi R geniuses tend too recognize geniuses...whatever you plan to accomplish in this llfe make that shit happen!! peace

@camquest1

+Xavi R then after getting "high" and going to "harolds" he thought about how the food was "bomb" but then he had to take a trip to "shitsville" to let it out but then he had to go back to "thuggin" cuz he a real nigga

@jaidsalgado

+camquest1 too far lol

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