damn (different personalities 2) - fbg duck 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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