Yo my ex hit me up
Can you make a song about me? Call it the duck song!
Okay I'll make a song for you called the duck song
You better duck from these bullets when I'm finna shoot at your headass
Oh she mad, that's why she wanna hit my line
You ain't tell a crime, now you love me what a lie
Gave your ass a chance and showed you everything was fine
Then you go and do you, I do me and it's a crime
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time
F*ck all these damn hoes, not worth your time bro
Get up out my way, oh you tough?, you silly Play-Doh
Silly bitch I'mma play you like piano
Grab that choppa let it shoot like I'm Rambo
You can go drown bitch, I'm rocking Rafs
You f*cked up now bitch, don't make me laugh
Stop hitting my line before I block your number
You took my heart and you left me in the summer
What a bummer, what a bummer
Let that choppa blow like thumper
What a bummer, what a bummer
Let that choppa blow like thumper
Oh she mad that's why she wanna hit my line
You just did the crime now you gotta pay the fine
You should do you, I'll just do me, don't you lie
Load that choppa, let it blow, you'll do fine
Load that choppa let it blow
Noon like NLT not NLE, I'm on the go
They be like Zed, yo where you at? We can't be missing us a go!
In her throat like .223 she swallow bullets for the show
Coast to coast, no mixtape
Don't want that, that bitch fake
Fall don't go, no retake
All you shit sound basic
Where you at bitch? Appear
Floating on a perc, yeah we there
Shots getting up I'm pimping here
You know I think she's probably going to hate this song
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time (No)
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time (No, no)
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Yo my ex hit me up
Can you make a song about me? Call it the duck song!
Okay I'll make a song for you called the duck song
You better duck from these bullets when I'm finna shoot at your headass
Oh she mad, that's why she wanna hit my line
You ain't tell a crime, now you love me what a lie
Gave your ass a chance and showed you everything was fine
Then you go and do you, I do me and it's a crime
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time
F*ck all these damn hoes, not worth your time bro
Get up out my way, oh you tough?, you silly Play-Doh
Silly bitch I'mma play you like piano
Grab that choppa let it shoot like I'm Rambo
You can go drown bitch, I'm rocking Rafs
You f*cked up now bitch, don't make me laugh
Stop hitting my line before I block your number
You took my heart and you left me in the summer
What a bummer, what a bummer
Let that choppa blow like thumper
What a bummer, what a bummer
Let that choppa blow like thumper
Oh she mad that's why she wanna hit my line
You just did the crime now you gotta pay the fine
You should do you, I'll just do me, don't you lie
Load that choppa, let it blow, you'll do fine
Load that choppa let it blow
Noon like NLT not NLE, I'm on the go
They be like Zed, yo where you at? We can't be missing us a go!
In her throat like .223 she swallow bullets for the show
Coast to coast, no mixtape
Don't want that, that bitch fake
Fall don't go, no retake
All you shit sound basic
Where you at bitch? Appear
Floating on a perc, yeah we there
Shots getting up I'm pimping here
You know I think she's probably going to hate this song
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time (No)
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time (No, no)
Can you make a song about me? Call it the duck song!
Okay I'll make a song for you called the duck song
You better duck from these bullets when I'm finna shoot at your headass
Oh she mad, that's why she wanna hit my line
You ain't tell a crime, now you love me what a lie
Gave your ass a chance and showed you everything was fine
Then you go and do you, I do me and it's a crime
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time
F*ck all these damn hoes, not worth your time bro
Get up out my way, oh you tough?, you silly Play-Doh
Silly bitch I'mma play you like piano
Grab that choppa let it shoot like I'm Rambo
You can go drown bitch, I'm rocking Rafs
You f*cked up now bitch, don't make me laugh
Stop hitting my line before I block your number
You took my heart and you left me in the summer
What a bummer, what a bummer
Let that choppa blow like thumper
What a bummer, what a bummer
Let that choppa blow like thumper
Oh she mad that's why she wanna hit my line
You just did the crime now you gotta pay the fine
You should do you, I'll just do me, don't you lie
Load that choppa, let it blow, you'll do fine
Load that choppa let it blow
Noon like NLT not NLE, I'm on the go
They be like Zed, yo where you at? We can't be missing us a go!
In her throat like .223 she swallow bullets for the show
Coast to coast, no mixtape
Don't want that, that bitch fake
Fall don't go, no retake
All you shit sound basic
Where you at bitch? Appear
Floating on a perc, yeah we there
Shots getting up I'm pimping here
You know I think she's probably going to hate this song
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time (No)
Get the f*ck out my way hoe, all bout my cash
So your tough? sound like Play-Doh fine
I know that I will be all damn right
You moved out, cool, but you still want my time (No, no)
Writer: Slater Salem
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid