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no more - fbg duck, fbg young & fbg dutchie lyrics

[intro: fbg duck, fbg dutchie & ]
yeah (huh)
you know, lately, it’s been a whole lotta gang sh*t, ya know i’m talmbout? (gang, gang)
ya know, gang*gang since potty train, all that sh*t (huh, huh)
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh ()
huh, huh, huh (yeah)
()
huh, huh (yeah), huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
()
()
[chorus: fbg duck, fbg young & ]
i’ve been poppin’ all these mids, my brain won’t work no more, yeah f*ckin’ all these hoes, my d*ck don’t work no more
told my brother i had a plan, he like, “it’s gon’ work, lil’ bro” (for real)
made a lot of sacrifices, it was worth it, though (b*tch)
b*tch, i’m booted off this jigga, i might come ’bout four (aah)
(ugh, ugh, ugh)
(b*tch)
(younggodumb)

[verse 1: fbg young]
huh, huh, huh, backwoods for that nu’, i need some water, i’m off this mid (smoked his top)
muddy fours, pop the seal, lil’ cray copped a sig (glah)
i been ’bout that action, shootin’ sh*t before a vid (yeah)
i been with my n*ggas f*ckin’ sh*t up sincе a kid (dah)
try to slide with that little*ass gun, it ain’t worth it, bro (grrah)
we smokе your top, shooters waitin’ for you at the door (grrah)
home visits, if we’s miss you, we gon’ smoke your bro (there he go)
and lil’ duke on go (do*do*do)
do*do*do, do*do*do, do*do*do (do*do*do)

[verse 2: fbg dutchie]
egypt, egypt, they all in egypt (bussin’)
off their ass, tweakin’, mids in ’em beatin’ (beatin’)
i really wanna go, but i can’t go unless you leavin’ (she leavin’)
you know i heard she eatin’, i keep victoria’s secret (secret)
[chorus: fbg duck, fbg young & ]
i’ve been poppin’ all these mids, my brain won’t work no more, yeah
f*ckin’ all these hoes, my d*ck don’t work no more
told my brother i had a plan, he like, “it’s gon’ work, lil’ bro” (for real)
made a lot of sacrifices, it was worth it, though (b*tch)
b*tch, i’m booted off this jigga, i might come ’bout four (aah)
(fbg sh*t)
(fbg, b*tch)
(b*tch)

[verse 3: fbg duck]
i might grip my gun if i’m uncomfortable (brrt, b*tch)
b*tch just let me f*ck, now she tryna get comfortable (ugh, ugh, b*tch)
she keep sayin’ sh*t like, “yeah, duck, i f*ck with you” (mm, whatever)
say she hungry, so i bought that b*tch a lunchable (huh? mm, aah)
you ain’t gang*gang (gang), please move along (gang, gang, gang)
got two thirty clips (b*tch), don’t make me get my movie on, uh (brrt, glah)
b*tch, we torture gang, we pull up on you, do ya wrong (for real)
all the opps ’cause they know lil’ woo woo home

[verse 4: fbg dutchie]
huh, lil’ b*tch like, “take me to your crib, let’s get our woo*woo on”
i’m like, “merch, lil’ ho” (merch)
“you off a perc’, lil’ ho?” (you off a perc’, lil’ b*tch)
“and i want my soul sn*tched just like a purse, lil’ ho” (just like a purse, lil’ b*tch)
she said, “let’s do it then,” (do it, do it)
it’s a*, it’s a movie then, huh (movie, movie)
[chorus: fbg duck, fbg young & ]
i’ve been poppin’ all these mids, my brain won’t work no more, yeah
f*ckin’ all these hoes, my d*ck don’t work no more
told my brother i had a plan, he like, “it’s gon’ work, lil’ bro” (for real)
made a lot of sacrifices, it was worth it, though (b*tch)
b*tch, i’m booted off this jigga, i might come ’bout four (aah)
(ugh, ugh, ugh)
(b*tch)

[outro: fbg young & fbg duck]
i might come ’bout four ([?])
ugh
i might come ’bout four (for real)

- fbg duck fbg young fbg dutchie lyrics

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