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fbg duck – this how i’m coming lyrics

[intro: fbg duck]
i told you i can get a lil’ crazy
no+no, no, no, no, i don’t want no autotune, f+ck all that sh+t
this how they want me to come
gang+gang

[verse 1: fbg duck]
first off, i wanna say free my shorty wooski (free woo)
n+ggas can’t say sh+t about shorty (why?)
sh+t, ’cause they know shorty loony (perioid)
i would tell y’all a story, but
the sh+t i been through (huh?)
i can f+ck around and write a movie (woo)
let me introduce me, i go by the name of duck if you don’t know me, b+tch (money, money)
i f+ck around, spit in your face, so don’t blow me, b+tch (ptui)
n+ggas don’t borrow sh+t, they hate to owe me sh+t (period)
’cause if they take too long, i come deebo your sh+t (like, i’m serious)
n+gga, the don dada (don dada)
n+ggas know since 2010, we been poppin’ (yah)
n+ggas talkin’ ’bout thirties in guns, we got big choppers (what?)
sh+t, he lip boxin’ (what?)
turn his head ‘to a piñata (dummy)
man, i ain’t tryna shake hands with these n+ggas (never)
man, i ain’t tryna be friends with these n+ggas (never)
h+ll nah, i ain’t tryna make plans with these n+ggas (like, y’all got me f+cked up, n+gga)
tryna put every bullet out this fn through these n+ggas (glah, glah)
what the f+ck is y’all sayin’ to these n+ggas? (like, what the f+ck goin’ on?)
all of a sudden, y’all some kin to these n+ggas (like, now y’all blood, huh?)
now i remember when y’all ran from these n+ggas (f+ckin’ b+tch+ass n+ggas)
i just hope somebody prayin’ for these n+ggas (man, these rappers is hoes)
i’m just sayin’, n+ggas act like they don’t know, huh?
n+ggas act like we wasn’t posted in front of that store, huh?
n+ggas act like we wasn’t posted on the four, huh? bad b+tch walkin’ past, we approach her
ah, you with bro, huh?
ah, you don’t know her? (woo)
b+tch, give bro some, we don’t wanna feel no t++th, just your tongue (money)
[interlude: fbg duck & billionaire black]
hahahaha
like, i play too much, right?
like+like, i play too much, right?
shorty, you know duck, shorty (woah, billy, clout god)
i know (gang+gang), but watch this
woah, let’s get it

[verse 2: billionaire black]
first off, free loco, that’s my f+ckin’ brother (jones)
different father, different mother, but the same struggle (true)
n+ggas never ran up on him, have shorty bust ya (glaow)
and you know who i am, b+tch, i don’t need no introduction (let’s get it)
look, said why these n+ggas wanna beef with me? (i don’t know)
like i won’t pull up to your house and have that heat with me? (skrrt, boom)
like i ain’t ridin’ three hitters+in+here+deep with me?
like this gun that i got don’t shoot? shake the streets with me, woo
street sweeper, it just sweep n+ggas, look
shootin’ seven days of the week, n+gga, yeah
run it up, don’t get no sleep, n+gga (wow)
applyin’ pressure while these n+ggas want some beef, n+gga, woo (let’s get it)
yeah, a young rasta (rasta)
reefer chiefer, pants saggin’ (dope) gun popper (glaow, glaow)
doctors say i smoke too much gas, my lungs droppin’ (woo)
now i’m just finessin’ for bags, i’m done robbin’ (snitch+ass n+ggas), yeah (yeah)
said why these n+ggas wanna play, though? (play, though)
like we wasn’t really in the field on that trey, though? (sh+t)
like we ain’t have hundred rounds in that draco? (hundred, hundred)
faceshot a n+gga (glah), call that sh+t tango (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
[outro: billionaire black]
y’all n+ggas know what the f+ck goin’ on
clout the f+ck up, lil’ n+gga (gang, gang, gang)
gang+gang
let’s get it

- fbg duck lyrics

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