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fbg duck & billionaire black - oh lord lyrics

[hook: fbg duck]
look, i’m not with that f-ck sh-t, but i’ll get on that f-ck sh-t
i’m not with that trust sh-t, gotta watch who i f-ck with
i know you won’t pop sh-t, so quit with that tough sh-t
cause all of that sh-t you be doing is nonsense, we really pull up and slump sh-t
(oh lord)
somebody else just got shot
(oh lord)
he caught a head shot
(oh lord)
somebody spotted his -ss with that red dot
(oh lord)
another dead opp

[verse 1: billionaire black]
gave that boy wings he was heaven sent
mind stuck, don’t leave no evidence
pockets look like it’s a settlement
let that choppa make a melody
bankroll like i’m fresh, n-gg-
and you know i’m about a bag
run up on me you’ll get whacked n-gg-
the fans know that old black
pounds [???] we a drop you
have my shooters slump ya
put that on my mama
take you from ya mama
thirty shots up in a llama and that b-tch go blap!
n-gg-s talking all this money, n-gg- why you stuntin
n-gg- you ain’t bout it, you ain’t really bout action
we a pull up with them rachets
f-ckboy, p-ssy know that
b-tch, i’m picture perfect, kodak
if i blammed at you, would you blow back?
f-ck n-gg- think he balling huh?
put some sh-lls all in his throat back
b-tch on my whip like a low jack
i gave her my d-ck, told her hold that
shoot him in his face, bet i win this race
then i go see where the hoes at

[verse 2: fbg duck]
if we in the party, you safe in this b-tch
n-gg-s better not play in this b-tch
broski so out of control with the drum i had to tell him watch where you waving that b-tch (watch where you waving that motherf-cker)
i’m high as sh-t right now
cause i’m smoking opp after opp
we gettin in police chase after police chase (why you doing that?)
cause they calling cop after cop
we went right to the store and brought .30 after .30
we been to block after block
n-gg-s keep saying tooka this and tooka that
you hearin shot after shot
f-ck n-gg- thought he was runnin the game
i had to give ricky a shot (ricky!!!)
these f-ck n-gg-s lames and that sh-t’s a shame
you coming to get me or not?
n-gg- we can’t be really beefin
cause if we was really beefin then you would be sleeping
you would see me in that truck steamer, every night like i’m jeepers creepers
n-gg-s say they want that old duck
i’m talkin bout that out of control duck
i know a lot of arabs hate me cause i shot a few of they stores up
if them n-gg-s was standing out there when i was coming through alone or some
i did that by my lonesome
gave it to em like i was tryna loan some
and for your motherf-cking information, for the people wanna know some
the next time i came through them n-gg-s ran cause they knew i was finna blow some

(money!)

- fbg duck billionaire black lyrics

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