[Intro: FBG Duck]
Let's get it, heh (Woo)
Let's get it (Free Dutchie)
FBG shit (Woo)
FBG, bitch (Heh, woo, let's get it)

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
I got a word n***as sneak dissin' on me (Sneak dissin' on me)
Well, n***as probably been doin' that low key (Okay, what?)
That dope got me feelin' like I'm sleep (That dopey-dopey-dope)
N***as plottin', so I gotta keep that on me (That thirty, thirty, thirty, thirty)

[Chorus: FBG Duck & FBG Young]
On me (On me)
On me (On me)
On me (On me)
On me (On me, heh)
I'm St. Lawrence and that's 063 (St. Lawrence, St. Lawrence)
On me (Let's get it)
On me (On me)
On me (It's Young)
On me (Number 1 by the way, hah)
I'm Fly Boy Gang and that's FBG (Gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 1: FBG Young]
I heard they sneak dissin', say they gon' shoot me (What?)
Well, good luck 'cause like fashion, it's on me (Iron holdin')
My hitters with me, so lackin', that's Odee (Odee)
Saranara, R.I.P., DOA, you gon' D-I-E (He dead)
CashOut, that's brodie and we steady addin' them Gs (Them bands)
N***as act like females and my hitters they too G
Double-G, that's Gucci, and you know that hold the toolie (Iron holdin')
Billionaire, up the pump, probably knock off his kufi (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I came back on some cash shit, I can't be a has-been (At all)
No lackin', that's the anthem, so I'm strapped like Magnums (I got it)
Ain't with all the tantrum, I'll start a riot (Blah)
I don't cease fire, come through and n***as dyin' (Blah)
Diesel, that's my people, got them guns by the crate (The crate)
On the trey with them apes, I'm so separated from fake (Get lost)
And I'm all about them Benjis, money bags, I need pronto (Them bands)
If you ain't talkin' Benjis, then you can't get a convo (Gang), gang
[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
I got a word n***as sneak dissin' on me (Sneak dissin' on me)
Well, n***as probably been doin' that low key (Okay, what?)
That dope got me feelin' like I'm sleep (That dopey-dopey-dope)
N***as plottin', so I gotta keep that on me (That thirty, thirty, thirty, thirty)

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
On me (On me)
On me (On me)
On me (On me)
On me (On me, heh)
I'm St. Lawrence and that's 063 (FBG shit)
On me (On me)
On me (On me)
On me (On me)
On me (FBG, bitch)
I'm Fly Boy Gang and that's FBG (Free Dutchie)

[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
I heard they say I fell off, fuck wrong with these assholes? (Dummy)
I got way better, they still can't fuck with my last flow (Woo)
I'm a money fiend, so I'm goin' everywhere that cash go (Let's get it)
N***a, I'm the shit like what I take when I use the bathroom (Ugh)
Fuck all of these hatin' n***as, I mean that in the worst way (Let's get it)
A lot of motherfuckers just playin' crazy, don't make this black hearse day (Boom)
They cannot fuck with me even on my worst day
And I'm flyer than these motherfuckers even on their birthday (Heh)
I'm so in love with money, so when I leave, I'ma die trappin' (Let's get it)
I'm swagged up while makin' this song, bitch, I call that fly rappin' (Woo)
If a n***a thinkin' I'ma joke, then his ass can die laughin' (Let's get it)
And my money stackin' like books now, I came a long way from the last chapter (Bands)
Lot of n***as be flexin' like they really 'bout that life
They ain't with it, the only thing these n***as probably shot was dice (Aha)
They ain't ready, n***as scary, and the metal I'm totin' heavy (Brrah)
It's nightmare on St. Lawrence street and I'm Freddy (Rrr)