[FBG Duck]
FBG SHIT, FBG BITCH!
BITCH, YEA!
Duck back on this bully
Got a Glock on me right now, but damn i forgot to get the hoodie
So you might get a past sight, bitch y'ain't playing wit no rookies
Don't get yourself fucked over, thinkin' me and mine so pussy
Talkin' bout I need more
Might fuck 20 thousand off in gucci everytime I get bored
I be fuckin' on a lot of bitches, I don't know which one yours
Nigga I only clean money, that's my only chore. (ha,ha!)
[Lil Chris]
(MUHNEY!), we get a lot of that shit
Drip, I rock diors for the kicks
Shooters, (Baow) you better duck or get hit (BALL!)
Ball, we bout to ball a nigga's bitch (skr! yea, yea!)
I had to spin on that bih (UGH!)
Mike Tyson, yea my diamonds hit (Fiest!)
Get your ass hit wit the blick, HAH! (Dollarz!)
Oreos got a nigga lit
[MIKEY DOLLAZ]
I be fuckin' off a bag
Got me fuckin' on yo bitch
And еvery nigga wit me blicked up
Cuz еvery nigga wit me lit
Got a party pack of pills, finna give it to these hoes
Put a couple bands on a couple bodies, nigga shorty wipe his nose
Got a jean jacket on, had the pipe inside
If I see a opp, he dead, I can't let him slide
If I pop another pill, that be suicide
If he leave, or if he die, i'll let my mood decide (yea!)
FBG SHIT, FBG BITCH!
BITCH, YEA!
Duck back on this bully
Got a Glock on me right now, but damn i forgot to get the hoodie
So you might get a past sight, bitch y'ain't playing wit no rookies
Don't get yourself fucked over, thinkin' me and mine so pussy
Talkin' bout I need more
Might fuck 20 thousand off in gucci everytime I get bored
I be fuckin' on a lot of bitches, I don't know which one yours
Nigga I only clean money, that's my only chore. (ha,ha!)
[Lil Chris]
(MUHNEY!), we get a lot of that shit
Drip, I rock diors for the kicks
Shooters, (Baow) you better duck or get hit (BALL!)
Ball, we bout to ball a nigga's bitch (skr! yea, yea!)
I had to spin on that bih (UGH!)
Mike Tyson, yea my diamonds hit (Fiest!)
Get your ass hit wit the blick, HAH! (Dollarz!)
Oreos got a nigga lit
[MIKEY DOLLAZ]
I be fuckin' off a bag
Got me fuckin' on yo bitch
And еvery nigga wit me blicked up
Cuz еvery nigga wit me lit
Got a party pack of pills, finna give it to these hoes
Put a couple bands on a couple bodies, nigga shorty wipe his nose
Got a jean jacket on, had the pipe inside
If I see a opp, he dead, I can't let him slide
If I pop another pill, that be suicide
If he leave, or if he die, i'll let my mood decide (yea!)
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