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opposition - fbg duck lyrics

[intro: fbg duck]
you know
i’m still on that tw tv sh*t, you know?
on that same sh*t, that gang sh*t, never lane switch, ya know i’m saying?
probably get some head from your main b*tch, ya know i’m saying?
(folks in that fin*thang, watch him lane switch, ya know i’m saying? gang*gang)

[verse 1: fbg duck]
before i get on this track and lose it, i wanna say r.i.p. b00bie (r.i.p. b00bie)
i know n*ggas tryna do me, why you think i grip the toolie? (why you think i grip my toolie?)
i got in a jams for a couple shootings (mm, whatever)
but we’ll smoke your squares like loosies (goofy), we treat opps like goofies (goofies, b*tch)
[verse 2: richie jerk]
first off, big bs, die bs for the bricks (f*ck the opposition)
n*ggas hidin’ in the wic, n*ggas not on sh*t
b*tch, check the stats, we up*up on the opposite (f*ck ’em)
walkupgang, ain’t no drive*bys, it’s a homicide on king drive (f*ck the opps, fto)

[verse 3: poppiefrmtw]
on the deuce, we be turned up
don’t walk to the store or your ass gettin’ burned up
bico with me, you get burned up
[?] and you know we got that fifty tucked
mama told me, “ain’t no givin’ up”
yeah, them streets is a mess, pray to god, he don’t sweep him up
at the top, b*tch, i’m climbin’ up
tyquan way tookaville hit yo’ party, then we f*ck it up

[verse 4: fbg duck]
n*ggas hoes, walk up on him like, “f*ck’s up?” (f*ck’s up?)
i hate when you rap n*ggas act tough (b*tch)
sh*t in my hand’ll make yo’ ass back up (p*ssy)
shooters go cray if you try to attack duck (brrt*’rrah)
sh*t, i got the mac tucked (glah)
b*tch, you can die right now if you try some’ (right now)
i don’t know about you, i’ma whack some’
b*tch, i do not need to call for no backup (never)
[verse 5: richie jerk]
since some shorties, we been up in this field
late*night cappin’, bussin’ off them pills
couple youngins wildin’, doin’ drills (hit him up)
you know them sak boyz ain’t got no chill
so don’t slide down the deuce
no savage or no loose screws (no*no)
low*low ridin’, two*door coupe
leave a n*gga slumped like lil’ boo

[verse 6: poppiefrmtw & fbg duck]
reach for my chain, had to murder you
what the f*ck you think i was supposed to do?
on the one, we wildin’, hoes runnin’ loose
if i’m steady smilin’, i don’t f*ck with you
glizzy under me, so i’m watchin’ you
holdin’ on that work, so i’m pokin’ you
put him in the dirt, i got rid of you
dissin’ venzel, what got into you?
if you take one, then we takin’ two
know the jakes hot, but we still shoot (brrah)

[verse 7: fbg duck]
on shondale, you diss shondale (period), i will pull up on you and k!ll you (bah)
all the pain we felt, we made ’em feel, too (p*ssy)
bust a n*gga head what we will do (bah)
they won’t find your ass for a couple days ’til he smell like old blood and mildew (mm, whatever)
my tws, they be wildin’, they ain’t even tryna do it for a name (gang, gang, gang)
they’ll pull up treat a n*gga like a lame just for ever tryna disrespect the gang (gang*gang)
free lil’ wooski out the motherf*ckin’ slammer, shorty go bananas (d*mn)
let a b*tch suck my d*ck and kick her out, i ain’t got no manners (dirty b*tch)
[outro: fbg duck, poppiefrmtw & ]
you know, i’m kicking hoes right out the condo, you know? (tw, man)
balling like rondo, won’t never k!ll no cab drivers (f*ck the opps, man)
can’t go out like rondo, you know? ()
r.i.p. venzel, man, tyquan, lil’ moe
you know, twtv sh*t, you already know, gang*gang sh*t, you know how the f*ck we coming ()
[?] forever, man
ya know i’m saying?
(b*tch)

- fbg duck lyrics

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