Freestyle - FBG Duck

Yeah

You know gang gang since potty train all that shit there you already know what

the fuck I’ma say, you know, I’m bout to have fun on this tho watch this look

Stick pokin'

That’s my extra leg

If I shoot you with this bitch

You gon' be extra dead

Your bitch suck my dick so good

Like she gotta extra head

I’m bout to go retarded

Bitch special ed

I see her lookin' choosy

Her boyfriend witta goofy

She off a pill movie

I got her wet jacuzzi

Guess what I got?!

Coochie

I’m in my mode groovy

Bitches say I’m boujee

Bitch I’ma dog Scooby

By diamonds hit Bruce Lee

I shitted on them dookie

Whats that on your hip?

Umm, if you ain’t gon rat-a-touille

I brought so much Gucci

They might try to sue me

Your bitch talk like she knew me

She wanna fuck groupie

You tryna get laid

I’m tryna get paid

Bitch I been the man

I ran my school in 5th grade (facts)

We don’t fuck with niggas they got bitch ways

We ain’t tryna kick it word from the sensei

They’ll talk behind your back

Then try to shake your hand

What the fuck they talkin' bout

I don’t comprehend

Why do niggas hate so much?

I don’t understand

I pop yellow bars and some perc

But I’m not a Lakers fan

I like all white faces bitch I’m not a racist man

Run up on me wrong you gon' be a faceless man

You bring my name up to niggas they gon' say I hate the man

Fuck that you ain’t standin' on your business then you ain’t a man

«Duck they talkin' bout you once again»

«Umm, so»

«You don’t get upset when niggas do that»?

«No, I just went a brought my moms another car»

«Yea, I know»

«And you see that envelope»

«Yup»

«Then you know I ain’t broke»

Hahahaha, why you laughin'?

Cuz niggaz jokes

I was fucked up before but shit not no mo

Member all them times that I had to kick the door

Bitch we keep them skrrt on us

Niggas don’t want smoke

Put 300 in the stash that’s my side money

Niggas talkin' about a bunch of shit that I don’t find funny

Sick n tired of niggas lying on me

Shit even gave the Rollie away cuz I got tired of it, yeah

If they say I flexed on them I did

Bitch this grown man business

You a kid

You act like a bitch we gon' split your wig

They don’t know what I do they don’t know what I did

This shit didn’t come easy this shit took some years

Had to shed some blood had to shed some tears

Bitch I’m cold hearted I don’t have a fear

You ain’t talkin' money I’m not tryna hear

All that blah blah blah

Bitch you hurt my ears

Duck ain’t gettin money

Fuck outta here

Who the fuck told you that

You can’t be serious

Like nah forreal!