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joyner lucas - duck duck goose lyrics

[intro]
ayy

[refrain]
f+ck these n+ggas talking ’bout, b+tch? (oh)
before i made mills, they was hopin’ i fail, well, n+gga, i’m poppin’ out, b+tch
hittin’ my stands, i still got your ho on my pants, like a pocket [?], b+tch (oh, oh, oh)
stick to my plan, got plenty m on my van, i’m hoppin’ out, b+tch
it done got a n+gga started, i ain’t stoppin’ now, b+tch
can’t walk in my shoes, these crocodile, b+tch
bring smoke to you n+ggas, no [?] mouth, b+tch
f+ck it, i’m blackin’ out, b+tch

[verse 1]
it’s the type of sh+t that make a n+gga hide behind a heater
type of sh+t that make a n+gga aim the choppa at the bimmer/beamer (oh, oh, oh)
used to be the underdog, now i’m rockin’ out arenas
everything i touch is water and i got it by the litter (oh, oh)
this is not the aquafina, that’s ph3
tell your offsprings, i’m d+a+d (boom, boom)
and you b+tch say i’m her b+a+e
and i love it when she give me h+e+a+d
she know i’ma k!ll that c+a+t (hey)
bandana tied like b+a+c (hey)
i don’t even get high off thc
i got a natural vibe, adhd
i’ve been b+a+d since i was like two (facts)
n+gga, i’m the truth
i put my life on it, i’ll die in the booth (ayy)
couldn’t touch me with a fly masseuse
street n+gga but i still look fly in a suit (fly in a suit)
i’m the guy on the roof, i’m not g+ngb+nger, they lyin’ to you
i’m actually the guy that they hire to shoot (bah, bah, yeah)
i’ve been dyin’ to shoot
i don’t like rules, i’m tired of rules
a president, yeah, that’s how i introduce
make one phone call, i’m flyin’ the troops (yeah)
[chorus]
this a landmine, you gon’ die if you move (yeah)
duck, duck, goose, n+gga, i’m the goose (duck)
duck, duck, goose, n+gga, i’m the goose (duck)

[verse 2]
and i ain’t wanna do it, but that’s what they ask for
n+ggas ask for so much that i had to act poor
and i might just sleep on the maybach floor
i got a safe big enough to put a f+ckin’ backdoor (oh, oh, oh)
i got a wraith big enough to put a f+ckin’ [?]
way before i had a lambo, i used to push rad ford (oh, oh, oh)
record labels had my demo, they would push it fast forward
now i make so much money, that i’m startin’ to act bored (oh)
this sh+t get way too real, my n+gga
you gon’ f+ck around and make me go to jail, my n+gga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
sh+t i figured i’d do what i feel, my n+gga
joyner lucas ain’t got no chill, my n+gga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
atlanta got me back when i was starvin’, i was doin’ anything to get my n+ggas to put up the mills, my n+gga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
once them n+ggas [?], i became the biggest independent artist in the motherf+ckin’ world, my n+gga (oh, oh)
i got stick up kids with me, they need jobs
i put a sign on your chain that say, “please, rob” (please, rob)
just a [?], to beat me you need a mob or you need god
might need king kong and a tree top, couldn’t even picture with a screenshot (with a screenshot)
if eve gave me the apple, i’d be steve jobs
don’t give me advice, go read on wikipedia, huh
swervin’ on ’em ’til i hit the f+ckin’ medium/million, huh
speedin’ on ’em, i ain’t talking ’bout a [?], huh
ball on the mic’, talking ’bout [?], huh
i caught a body, hopped out of the both (yeah)
[chorus]
this a landmine, you gon’ die if you move (yeah)
duck, duck, goose, n+gga, i’m the goose (duck)
duck, duck, goose, n+gga, i’m the goose (n+gga, i’m the goose)

[refrain]
hol’ up
f+ck these n+ggas talking ’bout, b+tch? (oh)
before i made mills, they was hopin’ i fail, well, n+gga, i’m poppin’ out, b+tch
hittin’ my stands, i still got your ho on my pants, like a pocket [?], b+tch (oh, oh, oh)
stick to my plan, got plenty m on my van, i’m hoppin’ out, b+tch
it done got a n+gga started, i ain’t stoppin’ now, b+tch
can’t walk in my shoes, these crocodile, b+tch
bring smoke to you n+ggas, no [?] mouth, b+tch
f+ck it, i’m blackin’ out, b+tch

[outro]
it’s the type of sh+t that made a n+gga wanna catch a body
it’s the sh+t that made a n+gga say that i’m illuminati
same sh+t that make me turn my k!lling spree to a hobby
it’s a duck, duck, goose, if they ever wanna try me

- joyner lucas lyrics

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