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letra de this how i'm coming - fbg duck

[intro: fbg duck]
i told you i can get a lil’ crazy
no-no, no, no, no, i don’t want no autotune, f-ck all that sh-t
this how they want me to come
gang-gang

[verse 1: fbg duck]
first off, i wanna say free my shorty wooski (free woo)
n-ggas can’t say sh-t about shorty (why?)
sh-t, ’cause they know shorty loony (perioid)
i would tell y’all a story, but
the sh-t i been through (huh?)
i can f-ck around and write a movie (woo)
let me introduce me, i go by the name of duck if you don’t know me, b-tch (money, money)
i f-ck around, spit in your face, so don’t blow me, b-tch (ptui)
n-ggas don’t borrow sh-t, they hate to owe me sh-t (period)
’cause if they take too long, i come deebo your sh-t (like, i’m serious)
n-gga, the don dada (don dada)
n-ggas know since 2010, we been poppin’ (yah)
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout thirties in guns, we got big choppers (what?)
sh-t, he lip boxin’ (what?)
turn his head ‘to a piñata (dummy)
man, i ain’t tryna shake hands with these n-ggas (never)
man, i ain’t tryna be friends with these n-ggas (never)
h-ll nah, i ain’t tryna make plans with these n-ggas (like, y’all got me f-cked up, n-gga)
tryna put every bullet out this fn through these n-ggas (glah, glah)
what the f-ck is y’all sayin’ to these n-ggas? (like, what the f-ck goin’ on?)
all of a sudden, y’all some kin to these n-ggas (like, now y’all blood, huh?)
now i remember when y’all ran from these n-ggas (f-ckin’ b-tch-ass n-ggas)
i just hope somebody prayin’ for these n-ggas (man, these rappers is hoes)
i’m just sayin’, n-ggas act like they don’t know, huh?
n-ggas act like we wasn’t posted in front of that store, huh?
n-ggas act like we wasn’t posted on the four, huh? bad b-tch walkin’ past, we approach her
ah, you with bro, huh?
ah, you don’t know her? (woo)
b-tch, give bro some, we don’t wanna feel no t–th, just your tongue (money)
[interlude: fbg duck & billionaire black]
hahahaha
like, i play too much, right?
like-like, i play too much, right?
shorty, you know duck, shorty (woah, billy, clout god)
i know (gang-gang), but watch this
woah, let’s get it

[verse 2: billionaire black]
first off, free loco, that’s my f-ckin’ brother (jones)
different father, different mother, but the same struggle (true)
n-ggas never ran up on him, have shorty bust ya (glaow)
and you know who i am, b-tch, i don’t need no introduction (let’s get it)
look, said why these n-ggas wanna beef with me? (i don’t know)
like i won’t pull up to your house and have that heat with me? (skrrt, boom)
like i ain’t ridin’ three hitters-in-here-deep with me?
like this gun that i got don’t shoot? shake the streets with me, woo
street sweeper, it just sweep n-ggas, look
shootin’ seven days of the week, n-gga, yeah
run it up, don’t get no sleep, n-gga (wow)
applyin’ pressure while these n-ggas want some beef, n-gga, woo (let’s get it)
yeah, a young rasta (rasta)
reefer chiefer, pants saggin’ (dope) gun popper (glaow, glaow)
doctors say i smoke too much gas, my lungs droppin’ (woo)
now i’m just finessin’ for bags, i’m done robbin’ (snitch-ass n-ggas), yeah (yeah)
said why these n-ggas wanna play, though? (play, though)
like we wasn’t really in the field on that trey, though? (sh-t)
like we ain’t have hundred rounds in that draco? (hundred, hundred)
faceshot a n-gga (glah), call that sh-t tango (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
[outro: billionaire black]
y’all n-ggas know what the f-ck goin’ on
clout the f-ck up, lil’ n-gga (gang, gang, gang)
gang-gang
let’s get it

- fbg duck

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