fbg duck – damn (different personalities 2) lyrics
[intro: don dotta & fbg duck]
ayy
you know i’m talmbout?
you know?
clout boy
i’m still on that same sh+t, that gang sh+t, you know? (d+mn)
dotta in this motherf+cker, man
gang+gang (d+mn, d+mn, d+mn, d+mn)
let’s get it
turn up
[chorus: don dotta & fbg duck]
look how i rock my wrist
i dropped a scale on that b+tch
young n+gga flex ’til i’m rich
your b+tch be all on my d+ck
plug say he tryna send me a fifth
i told him, “you not mailin’ me sh+t”
then it’s a knock at the door
my sh+t got kicked, somebody snitched, d+mn
look how i rock my wrist
i dropped a scale on that b+tch
young n+gga flex ’til i’m rich
your b+tch be all on my d+ck
plug say he tryna send me a fifth
i told him, “you not mailin’ me sh+t”
then it’s a knock at the door
my sh+t got kicked, somebody snitched, d+mn
[verse 1: don dotta & fbg duck]
flexin’ on f+ck n+ggas, cuttin’ and thuggin’, these b+tches like, “d+mn”
i get to whippin’ the work, look at my wrist, now i’m flooded with grams
young n+gga whippin’ the stove
i just be flеxin’ on hoes
work in the street, i got ’em shoppin’ likе a young n+gga own lowe’s
i pull up and hop out of benz
f+ckin’ your b+tch, give me chin
she rockin’ my sh+t off some hen’
i’m [?] my soda with xans
b+tch, you a opp, better duck
i’m ridin’ with glizzy with duck
he dumpin’ that b+tch out of truck
you get caught in that jam, then you stuck
[chorus: don dotta & fbg duck]
look how i rock my wrist
i dropped a scale on that b+tch
young n+gga flex ’til i’m rich
your b+tch be all on my d+ck
plug say he tryna send me a fifth
i told him, “you not mailin’ me sh+t”
then it’s a knock at the door
my sh+t got kicked, somebody snitched, d+mn
look how i rock my wrist
i dropped a scale on that b+tch
young n+gga flex ’til i’m rich
your b+tch be all on my d+ck
plug say he tryna send me a fifth
i told him, “you not mailin’ me sh+t”
then it’s a knock at the door
my sh+t got kicked, somebody snitched, d+mn
[verse 2: fbg duck]
d+mn, watch how i turn up the flex, ayy, watch how i run up the check
just to p+ss you off, get your b+tch number today and tomorrow, gon’ get me some neck
she a freak, she did everything i told her
your b+tch a thotty, i told you
you should text her right now and tell the lil’ b+tch that it’s over, d+mn, ayy
n+ggas tryna tweak over b+tches, run up on me, and your life gon’ be over, ayy
grab the draco out the bed, then start shootin’ that motherf+cker like soulja, ayy
n+ggas know i’m ’bout that action, d+mn
p+ssy, just stop with the cappin’, d+mn
run up on me, it get tragic
i ain’t gotta say it, n+ggas know what’s gon’ happen (money)
[chorus: don dotta & fbg duck]
look how i rock my wrist
i dropped a scale on that b+tch
young n+gga flex ’til i’m rich
your b+tch be all on my d+ck
plug say he tryna send me a fifth
i told him, “you not mailin’ me sh+t”
then it’s a knock at the door
my sh+t got kicked, somebody snitched, d+mn
look how i rock my wrist
i dropped a scale on that b+tch
young n+gga flex ’til i’m rich
your b+tch be all on my d+ck
plug say he tryna send me a fifth
i told him, “you not mailin’ me sh+t”
then it’s a knock at the door
my sh+t got kicked, somebody snitched, d+mn
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