Changed Ways Lil Chris & FBG Duck

[Intro: FBG Duck & Lil Chris]
Ayy, Chris, what's up, bro?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mm
Counting up Benjamin Franklins, yeah
Like, nah, for real (Yeah)
Gang-gang since potty train, all that shit, that there, you know I'm saying?

[Chorus: Lil Chris & FBG Duck]
Countin' up Benjamin Franklins
Sipping codeine, I'm leanin'
Deep in the pussy, she screamin'
Steady coming back, she fiendin'
My phone won't stop ringing
Shots from the mop, we cleanin' (Brrt)
Gang-gang since potty train and (Gang)
Headshot leave a nigga brainless (Baow)
You let your girl handle all the work (All the work)
Boy, you not no damn man (Damn man)
He changed his ways for a watch (Nah)
We gon' call him Ben 10 (Ah)
He don't wanna be my homie (Be my homie)
Fuck it, we not friends then (Fuck that)
Have my shooters come and doo doo (Drrt)
Fuck up all your damn plans (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Chris & FBG Duck]
Feel like I got the world on my shoulders (Yeah, yeah)
I pour a four in a cream soda (Yeah, yeah)
Pop me a Perc', I hate being sober (Damn, damn)
I hit that work with that baking soda (Baking soda)
I ride with my homie, not a chauffeur (Skrrt)
Tell how he swerve, he not sober (Mhm)
I just hope we don't get pulled over (Nah, nah)
We got a pint and some zips on us (Yeah)
Might do the dash in that Hellcat
Boy, you a pussy, I smell that
We leave your body slumped right where them shells at
Shh, watch who you tell that
Someone might tell that
You will be right where the jail at
Give me any drug, I bet that I sell that
I put his ass to the test and he failed that
I emptied my Glock and then called up my bro like, "Where is my shells at?" (Doo-doo-doo)