FBG Duck
OOOUUU (Remix)
[Intro: Billionaire Black]
...What's going on
Yeah, I'm smokin' a lil' 'Woods, feelin' a lil' good
You understand, bitch? (Hell nah)
(On my baby, though, I don't even do this type of shit)
Yella, what up, bloody? (Gang)
3, what up, bloody?
(Mama, KaSaun at it again)
Let's get it

[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
Yeah, they talkin' like a bitch do (Like a bitch do)
Subzero bars, Billy got a sick flow (I got a sick flow, damn)
Yeah, that's your girl, that's your bitch, though (That's your bitch, though)
She sucked my dick and you give that girl a kiss, though (She eatin' dick, though)
Three grams, I'm smokin' big dope (I'm smokin' big dope, woo)
Twelve hundred on this fit, though (We run it up)
Could've put a Rollie on my wrist, though (Yeah)
Got your goin' up and down like a '6-4 ('6-4, yeah)
Who is dude? Never heard of you (Dumbass)
Draco turn his car 'to a convertible (Grrlaow)
I hang with real killers that'll murder you (Gang)
Toe tag, body bag, closed curtain dudе (Gang, gang, gang-gang)
Bars off the head, n***a, ayy (Off the hеad, n***a)
Disrespect the gang, you a dead n***a (He a dead man)
We'll fill you up with lead, n***a (That's that lead, man)
Nina Ross spit, watch that bullet hit his dreads, n***a (I hit his dreads, damn, woo)
Real killers in my circle (In my circle)
Off that molly, I be geeked up like Urkel (Like Urkel)
Pull up on him, Dirty 30, have him murk you (Glaow, glaow)
Look, thirty hangin' out no curfew, uh (No, no, woah)
And your bitch steady callin' me, uh (Why she callin' me?)
Said why your bitch steady stalkin' me? (That lil' bitch stalkin' me)
Bitch know I'm ballin' (Billy ballin')
And what I call her? (What?) I call her Awesome Jawsome
[Interlude 1: Billionaire Black & King Yella]
OOOUUU
On my baby, though
That bitch suck dick like she ain't got no throat, on foe 'nem grave
Billy, why you do that?
Ooh, she a fool with that head, hehe
Ooh, lil' nasty bitch

[Verse 2: King Yella]
I'm gettin' money, so they hate, though (Bitch, I hate, though)
N***as cuffin', need a cape, though (Ooh)
I'm in traffic with the choppers and they Draco (Brrt)
Steel'll wet a n***a up like Maco (Ooh)
Diamonds dancin' like white crystals (Brr)
Leave you pussies bleedin' like menstruals (Damn)
I had to go and kill an instrumental (Huh?)
Saucin' in this bitch, she got potential (Ooh)
Hundred-shot, up that bitch, and knock your shit through (Brrat, brrat, brrat)
Fuck a record deal 'cause rappers really gay, n***a (Y'all be shakin' boots)
Still sellin' eight-balls on the trey, n***a (Ada Block, n***a)
And I don't fuck around with you snake n***as (At all)
Maserati with the rakes, got my cake up (Bands up)
Twenty thousand for this Rollie, no Jacob (Ooh)
Fifth of Rémy got me feelin' like the weight up (Huh? Huh?)
The way she put that ass in the air, got my snake up
[Interlude 2: King Yella & FBG Duck]
OOOUUU
[?]
I don't want you
Ayy, n***a, I wasn't done 'cause
OOOUUU
Turn up (Turn up), turn up (Turn up, turn up)
Gang-gang

[Verse 3: FBG Duck]
Ayy, yo, Billy, why they playin' with me? (Playin' with me)
Like they don't know I keep the F&N with me (Glaow)
Like I don't got three killers in this van with me (Woo)
Drum start goin' off, you'll think I got a band with me (Brrt, 'rrah)
Ayy, yo, Lil Moe, where the dope smoke? (Where the dope?)
Ayy, Yella, pass me my pole, bro (My pole, bro)
'Cause n***as talkin' all this goofy shit (Goofy)
When I really know they don't want no smoke (No smoke)
Bitch ask me is this shit I rap real? (Is I rap real?)
I ask her, "Is that shit up in your scalp real?" (Bitch)
N***as tweakin', he gon' get his cap peeled (Bah)
Why he tweakin' when I know how her mouth feel (Shit)
N***as stay tweakin' over other bitches, uh-uh (Over other bitches)
When me and my bros already fucked them bitches, uh (We done fucked them bitches)
I don't even know how y'all really trust them bitches, uh (Goofy)
Y'all n***as steady tryna cuff bussin' bitches (Stupid)
I call my shooter, then he comin' in a hurry (He thirsty)
I ain't never seen my shooter so thirsty (So thirsty)
I could see it in his eyes he ain't worried (Never)
He was happy first time he put his hands on a thirty (Brrt, 'rrah)
63rd, yeah, I came from that block (St. Lawrence)
Hell nah, it ain't no game on that block (St. Lawrence)
You will get your ass changed on that block (St. Lawrence)
N***as bitches, so don't really never came on that block (Money)
[Outro: FBG Duck]
OOOUUU, OOOUUU (Gang-gang)
Like, how you n***as be in the streets if you never been to the zoo?
Hahaha
OOOUUU