[Intro: FBG Duck]
(Ramsay Tha Great)
(Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killing it) Gang, gang
All these motherfuckin' drugs (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Skrrt, turn up (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
I was coolin', smokin' reefer (Dope) 'til I got a phone call from Lisa (Brrt)
Lisa say she wanna have a threesome
Lisa got a friend named Keshia
Keshia came over and they got to doin' molly, and they started geekin'
Okay, yes, I thought I was tweakin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
So I called my shooter up, the one who will shoot you for no damn reason
Lisa pussy good, Keshia head decent
I shouldn't've popped a molly with them bitches, now they got me tweakin'

[Verse 1: FBG Duck]
Okay, that threesome shit was decent, uh-huh, yeah
Until I startеd thinkin', "Why the fuck this bitch just call me for no damn reason?" (Truе)
She thought she was sneaky, uh-huh, yeah
'Til I came over with that thing pokin' out my hip, it ain't a beeper
I got juice, no Beetle, huh, huh, yeah
And these fuckin' guns that I'm totin' in the city, they are so illegal
I will leave you see-through, mhm, hmm
I will fuck your mamacita, tell 'em, "Hi, nice to meet you"
Uh, n***as be thinkin' they sneaky, huh, huh, yeah (Goof'-ass)
Got these bitches off the molly, now they out their body, got 'em sneakin' and geekin'
What the fuck is you thinkin'? Hey, hey, yeah
Tried to get the presi', I will let you meet the fuckin' Desert Eagle
[Chorus: FBG Duck]
I was coolin', smokin' reefer (Dope) 'til I got a phone call from Lisa (Brrt)
Lisa say she wanna have a threesome
Lisa got a friend named Keshia
Keshia came over and they got to doin' molly, and they started geekin'
Okay, yes, I thought I was tweakin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
So I called my shooter up, the one who will shoot you for no damn reason
Lisa pussy good, Keshia head decent
I shouldn't've popped a molly with them bitches, now they got me tweakin'

[Verse 2: BornRich Trill & FBG Duck]
Okay, I'ma need a Bimmer (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Call the chauffeur, tell him, "I'ma need a driver, we can't fit in the two-seater" (Skrrt, oh)
Fuck a molly, pour a liter (Yeah)
I got problems, she got answers, drop the top and go bananas while I blow this diesel (Oh)
You can't hit my Keshia (No), I can't fuck with Lisa
Lisa got that shit that make you keep her, I just can't believe her
I get 'em cheaper (Yeah), bitch, I'm fresh from Costa Rica
Off them jets, now I got checks for all my peoples, look
BRN, FBG (Gang), real street n***a like B.G. (Woo)
Do this for son-son and Meek Meek (True), I got gas in a blunt, that's DP (Dope)
Two bad bitches with me, that's three-deep with like three heats (Bah), and that's fact, n***as
Got fucked up, then I phoned up (Brrt), then we both fuckin' that stack, n***a (Gang)

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
I was coolin', smokin' reefer (Dope) 'til I got a phone call from Lisa (Brrt)
Lisa say she wanna have a threesome
Lisa got a friend named Keshia
Keshia came over and they got to doin' molly, and they started geekin'
Okay, yes, I thought I was tweakin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
So I called my shooter up, the one who will shoot you for no damn reason
Lisa pussy good, Keshia head decent
I shouldn't've popped a molly with them bitches, now they got me tweakin'