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where they do that at - fbg dutchie lyrics

[intro: fbg dutchie]
yeah, let’s go
money gang, what up, man? i see y’all outside
one trey, six*trey, what up?
snake boy, what up, man? let’s go
catch up, no mustard, fbg

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
coolin’, blowin’ loud, gettin’ fried, that’s that tooka pack (tooka pack)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
cashin’ out the mall, we buy it all, you n*ggas new to that (new to that)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
coolin’, blowin’ loud, gettin’ fried, that’s that tooka pack (it’s number 2)
ask ‘еm, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ‘еm, “where they do that at?” (huh?) (it’s djay)
cashin’ out the mall, we buy it all, you n*ggas new to that (djay, djay, djay)
[verse 1: fbg dutchie]
where the f*ck they do that at? not up on the trey, clown (six*trey)
i’m gettin’ hungry, if you eatin’, take your tray now (let me get that)
most n*ggas b*tches, so i’m jumpin’ gates now (jump gates)
it’s crazy ’round this time, tote the trey pound (bang)
guns go blaow, i’ma shoot to live (bang*bang)
on my life, that’s how it is, n*ggas’ll do you and your kids (on my life)
this sh*t real in the field, i can’t lie (i can’t lie)
we already took a lost, so my n*ggas can’t die (they can’t die)
steady rollin’ up that loud, blowin’ loud, gettin’ fried
on that fbg sh*t, baby, i’m finna take flight (yoom)
i’m alright (i’m good), but my pockets on cake (i’m gucci)
n*ggas actin’ like they real or they can, but they ain’t (they ain’t)
most of ’em sneak dissin’, talkin’ beef, but not the steak (huh?)
put in work, goofy dork, better quit it with the fake (goofy)
that sh*t dead, on my soul, fam, stop it (on my soul)
’cause we be shakin’ sh*t, n*ggas know how we rockin’ (l’s)

[chorus: fbg dutchie & reese g]
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
coolin’, blowin’ loud, gettin’ fried, that’s that tooka pack (tooka pack)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
cashin’ out the mall, we buy it all, you n*ggas new to that (new to that)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
coolin’, blowin’ loud, gettin’ fried, that’s that tooka pack (tooka pack)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) (yeah, i’m in this b*tch, reese g)
cashin’ out the mall, we buy it all, you n*ggas new to that
[verse 2: reese g]
move what? where? when? why? (d*mn) where they do that?
these n*ggas talkin’ crazy, i’ma show ’em where the shooters at (bust at ’em)
i’m off a couple louds and we call that sh*t that tooka pack (yes)
i ain’t drillin’ sh*t, i’m just a hitter knockin’ noodles back
they disrespect, i’m like, “okay,” but guarantee not through with that
i get them choppers and them riders, then we where they coolin’ at (yes, yes, yes, yes)
but that’s another story, paper stackin’ way i’m movin’ packs (cash)
i’m higher than a cloud, on the stars, think i’m comin’ back (yoom)
bring me down, bring me down, back on earth, i be on the ground
hit the mall, shut it down, yes, we do it, act a clown (d*mn, d*mn, d*mn, d*mn)
where they do that at? them boys soft, why they in the town?
what’s the demonstration? i’m a hitter, make ’em move around (yes)
throw a couple shots up in their lane, make ’em lay it down
now i’m coolin’, smokin’ loud tryna move a couple pounds (yes)
money low, [?] down, west side, hit the ground
where they do that at? these p*ssies talkin’, we got fifty rounds (you already know what it is, man)

[chorus: fbg dutchie & fbg duck]
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
coolin’, blowin’ loud, gettin’ fried, that’s that tooka pack (tooka pack)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
cashin’ out the mall, we buy it all, you n*ggas new to that (new to that)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?)
coolin’, blowin’ loud, gettin’ fried, that’s that tooka pack (tooka pack)
ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) (let’s get it) ask ’em, “where they do that at?” (huh?) (fly boy gang)
cashin’ out the mall (yes; in this b*tch), we buy it all, you n*ggas new to that
[verse 3: fbg duck]
look, off the tooka pack (i am), man, i am higher than a cloud (yes)
you n*ggas lower than the ground, play with my money, blow him down
see, i don’t understand why these n*ggas on that lame sh*t (silly b*tch)
i’m fbg duck, number 3, fly boy gang, b*tch
flyer than the planes get, i ain’t f*ckin’ ’round with these f*ck arounds
you f*ck around with f*ck arounds, you get shot down
these n*ggas don’t know? fbg and mg in this b*tch and we can’t go
guarantee we gon’ blow
we gon’ act a ass on this track
if he disrespectin’ tooka, then his ass gon’ get whacked
choppers blast like blatt, put this lil’ n*gga straight to bed
i can hear it in his voice that this p*ssy n*gga scared
i say, ask ’em, “where they do that at?” b*tch, now where them shooters at?
i’m higher than a b*tch, i’m on venus off the tooka pack
you need to get some money while you all on that clown sh*t
fyb your b*tch, n*gga, fly boy gang sh*t (pid, let’s get it)

- fbg dutchie lyrics

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