Duckin'

(Damn, Nicknme, this the one)

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, he scared of these fullies

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, he duckin'

Frrt, frrt, frrt, that **** scared of these fullies

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, that **** duckin'

Trackhawk g squawk to the ground, widebody truck, I come through road runnin'

We can't dap you up, you not my kind, boy, I don't even know a hundred

All they build me a big Fred, just throw Givenchy clothes on it

And she can't take the dick, turn her up a notch, I put the Rolls on it

Amiri dust bag full of blues and pinks, pockets dust full of dub

I asked her what she like about me, she fuck 'round told me what she love

That free a fire, that's fully firin', know five get busy with that fully

Might be small, but when he touch that switch, lil' bro turn to a bully

**** cap 'bout what they did, yeah, they had slid, but bro 'nem boxed him in

Lil' three o jump out, tell me hold the stick, told lil' bruh park the Benz

Run down, doot, Durango truck, no tester, only fuck with muscle

Ain't no way I go out bad, my coat got Draco in the duffle

Crazy, leave 'em in the past, straight make 'em float like he was Russell

Soon as he throw a punch, I'm goin' in his back, not tryna tussle

Tryna fight?

You think it's old days?

You get worked up with this switch

I damn near took one off the trees, put it on back of my back of my four nick'

**** get caught down bad, we jump out, drawn down, kidnap your child

Don't give him back unless he pay, they tryna say he young and wild

Remember back then, yeah, the old days, me and bro spin on the moped

We caught two up front, that dope cook at they kills 'cause they had both fled

Frrt, frrt, he scared of these fullies

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, he duckin'

Frrt, frrt, frrt, that **** scared of these fullies

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, that **** duckin'

Trackhawk G squawk to the ground, widebody truck, I come through road runnin'

We can't dap you up, you not my kind, boy, I don't even know a hundred

All they build me a big Fred, just throw Givenchy clothes on it

Can't take the dick, so who we fuck?, turn her up a notch, I put the Rolls on it

Amiri dust bag full of blues and pinks, pockets dust full of dub

I asked her what she like about me, she fuck 'round told me what she love

That free a fire, that's fully firin', know five get busy with that fully

Might be small, but when he touch that switch, lil' bro turn to a bully

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, he duckin'

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, that **** duckin'