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talking shit - fbg duck lyrics

[intro]
i would talk sh*t
b*tch*ass n*ggas ain’t e—
motherf*ckers ain’t even really on sh*t, man
mothef*ckers ain’t in my lane, man (i am talkin’ sh*t)
i always talk sh*t on every f*ckin’ track i get on, man (i always talk sh*t)
f*ck all these ho*ass n*ggas, man (copo)
the opposition n*ggas ain’t even really with this sh*t (heh? heh?)
let’s get it

[chorus]
they better know i’m in this b*tch, n*gga (b*tch, n*gga)
i got your girl on my d*ck, n*gga (on my d*ck, n*gga)
and that loud got me lit, n*gga (that loud, that loud)
i get on these beats and talk sh*t, n*gga (heh? heh?)
they better know i’m in this b*tch, n*gga (i’m in this b*tch, n*gga)
i got your girl on my d*ck, n*gga (on my d*ck, n*gga)
and that loud got me lit, n*gga (yeah)
i get on these beats and talk sh*t, n*gga (heh? hеh?)
[verse 1]
i’m a triple g like three bands
i got haters, thеy hatin’
i keep it real, they fakin’
plus, i done been in hoods they ain’t in
i’m on my grind like i skateboard (skateboard)
and that loud got me higher than eight floors
they better know i’m in the f*ckin’ building (the building)
f*ck marryin’ the b*tch, i’m tryna marry millions (them bands)
i came to k!ll rappers (k!ll rappers), man, i hope they ready (they not)
boy, my lyrics hot (they hot) like a [?] (i’m on fire, yeah)
and that’s probably why your girl on me
she asked me for my phone number (heh), then i told the b*tch, “three” (heh)

[verse 2]
every track i’m on, i leave a murder scene (a murder scene)
well, everybody know that i murder things (i murder things)
and i be with that murder team (that murder team)
i gotta have it my way like burger king (eh*heh)
i be smokin’ all this f*ckin’ dope (this f*ckin’ dope)
feel like i’m tryna hang myself from a rope
they tryna tell me that i’m trippin’
they tryna do what i’ve been doin’, they couldn’t do and i did it (let’s get it)
i be shinin’ like a flashlight (a flashlight)
these n*ggas better get their cash right
and they better do the sh*t real fast (real fast; heh?)
i done spent some hundreds for these jeans on my ass (heh?)
[chorus: fbg duck]
they better know i’m in this b*tch, n*gga (b*tch, n*gga)
i got your girl on my d*ck, n*gga (on my d*ck, n*gga)
and that loud got me lit, n*gga (that loud, that loud)
i get on these beats and talk sh*t, n*gga (heh? heh?)
they better know i’m in this b*tch, n*gga (i’m in this b*tch, n*gga)
i got your girl on my d*ck, n*gga (on my d*ck, n*gga)
and that loud got me lit, n*gga (that loud, that loud)
i get on these beats and talk sh*t, n*gga (heh? heh?)

[outro]
(copo, ahahahaha)

- fbg duck lyrics

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