Bet U Can’t Billionaire Black & FBG Duck
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[Intro: Billionaire Black]
Whoo, whoo (Woah)
Whoo, whoo, whoo (Clout Boyz)
Ayy, ayy (Gettin' money)
Ayy (Gang-gang; DJ Diabetes), ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, let's get it
Bet you can't do it like this (Whoo, whoo)
Ayy, ayy, can't do it like this (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
Can't do it like this (Woah)
Let's get it
[Chorus: Billionaire Black & FBG Duck]
See I pull off in that foreign (Skrrt), bet you can't do it like this, like this (Yoom)
And your main bitch goin' 'cause you can't do it like this, like this (Thotiana)
Catch a opp, I'm scorin', bet you can't do it like this, like this (Man down, man down, man down)
All this money I'm throwin', bet you can't do it like this, like this, like this (Band up, band up, band up, let's get it)
See I pull off in that foreign (Skrrt), bet you can't do it like this, like this (Yoom)
And your main bitch goin' 'cause you can't do it like this, like this (Thotiana)
Catch a opp, I'm scorin', bet you can't do it like this, like this (Man down, man down, man down)
All this money I'm throwin' (FBG shit), bet you can't do it like this, like this, like this (FBG, bitch)
[Verse: FBG Duck]
When I pull up in the foreign (Skrrt, skrrt), bet you can't do it like this (Skrrt, skrrt, turn up)
I can get your main bitch so wet if I lick my lips (True shit, gang)
But I'm knowin' she goin', think she tryna do my dick (My dick, whoo)
Niggas say they blow guns, bet they can't do it like Chris (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blaow)
Everybody wanna be Duck, niggas keep stealin' my shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, damn)
When the fuck all these niggas gon' get off my dick? (No homo, I don't know)
Bitch, I ball every day like I'm tryna make a fist
My niggas they'll come and jump your gate, I ain't talkin' 'bout a fence (St. Lawrence)
Bitch, I love money, I get that faithfully (Bands, money)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout Ben Frank, then stay away from me (Please, bitch)
If I ain't got that nine, I got that 'K with me (Blah-blah, blah-blah)
Your girlfriend tryna get a taste of me and I think she tryna hang with Three, gang (Turn up)
Whoo, whoo (Woah)
Whoo, whoo, whoo (Clout Boyz)
Ayy, ayy (Gettin' money)
Ayy (Gang-gang; DJ Diabetes), ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, let's get it
Bet you can't do it like this (Whoo, whoo)
Ayy, ayy, can't do it like this (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
Can't do it like this (Woah)
Let's get it
[Chorus: Billionaire Black & FBG Duck]
See I pull off in that foreign (Skrrt), bet you can't do it like this, like this (Yoom)
And your main bitch goin' 'cause you can't do it like this, like this (Thotiana)
Catch a opp, I'm scorin', bet you can't do it like this, like this (Man down, man down, man down)
All this money I'm throwin', bet you can't do it like this, like this, like this (Band up, band up, band up, let's get it)
See I pull off in that foreign (Skrrt), bet you can't do it like this, like this (Yoom)
And your main bitch goin' 'cause you can't do it like this, like this (Thotiana)
Catch a opp, I'm scorin', bet you can't do it like this, like this (Man down, man down, man down)
All this money I'm throwin' (FBG shit), bet you can't do it like this, like this, like this (FBG, bitch)
[Verse: FBG Duck]
When I pull up in the foreign (Skrrt, skrrt), bet you can't do it like this (Skrrt, skrrt, turn up)
I can get your main bitch so wet if I lick my lips (True shit, gang)
But I'm knowin' she goin', think she tryna do my dick (My dick, whoo)
Niggas say they blow guns, bet they can't do it like Chris (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blaow)
Everybody wanna be Duck, niggas keep stealin' my shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, damn)
When the fuck all these niggas gon' get off my dick? (No homo, I don't know)
Bitch, I ball every day like I'm tryna make a fist
My niggas they'll come and jump your gate, I ain't talkin' 'bout a fence (St. Lawrence)
Bitch, I love money, I get that faithfully (Bands, money)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout Ben Frank, then stay away from me (Please, bitch)
If I ain't got that nine, I got that 'K with me (Blah-blah, blah-blah)
Your girlfriend tryna get a taste of me and I think she tryna hang with Three, gang (Turn up)
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