Lyrics Duck Duck Goose - A92

Mental
All the sweet ones callin' me leng
They don't know that I'm goin' insane
Dbo Fundz, you can't miss me on road
Mm-mm
Dbo, ex, next

I packed down my balls,
The feds stop us 'cause they smelt that scent (That scent)
Most savage, I don't play these games
I'm gettin' too old on the road like Kent
But April Fool's, the jokes on you (On you)
But lemme not chat too loose
I've picked my prey duck, duck, goose
Like Pikachu, yeah, I choose you
I packed down my balls,
The feds stop us 'cause they smelt that scent (That scent)
Most savage, I don't play these games
I'm gettin' too old on the road like Kent
But April Fool's, the jokes on you (You)
But lemme not chat too loose
I've picked my prey duck, duck, goose
Like Pikachu, yeah, I choose you (Bullet, bullet)

Nikz 'round there with a sniper.,
Bro got range so we call that rover (Rover)
Me and bro Kenan and Kel, man got spilled like orange soda (Ching)
All that they want is confession like YZ
Feds won't rest 'til they bag me like luggage (Won't stop)
And I pass that zoot to the YG
Little brethren hooked, now he won't stop pullin'

Yo, the sweet ones callin' me leng (Too leng)
They don't know that I'm goin' insane
I lost my mind age fifteen
Now I wack man's head, tryna damage his brain (Baow, baow)
Swing by your block like Spider-Man
I might need me a Mary Jane
I'm stuck in the T tryna break down rocks
They come Johnson like Dwayne

One headshot, blow your head top back
You can't save these shots like keeper
Feds tryna arrest me like cardiac
No premier league but when opps on field
You better know who you're markin'
Me and the gang ride out, four man in the back
Three shanks but the Ramz in, barkin' (Barkin')
Tryna do them both like Headie

April Fool's, if you thought that we're good
If I ever see you, I'ma swing for your crown
King of my block, better pass that crown
I'm the YIC and the boss of my town
I still take trips like Postman Pat
And I'm posted on the block like Pat, Pat
Patty's talkin' on Snapm but we don't snap back
We cock it and baow
I back out the flick on the pitch, no rainbow flick
I ain't talkin' 'bout the football skill
In the back of the ride with my latex on
Can't shed much light but you know the drill
And most men on my block are trash
Cah we been in the bin like Ladin still
I pull up on smoke and catch him outside
Baow, they need a Doctor, no Phill

I got bare P's, my ps don't know me
Everythin' that I wear is designer drip
I put Canada on top of my stonie (Stonie)
I'm only gonna ask you once
Where do you live? Cá bhfuil tú i do chónaí?
I want a RiRi, shine bright like a diamond
What do opp boys even know about rollies?
Too many man there washed up (Washed up)
So I put them on the line to dry
A bunch of pagans, a bunch of chickens
Look at the way he got battered and fried
You talk on net like you ride for your gang
I know that you'll snitch if your life's on the line
Dbo Fundz, yeah, a straight-up Christian
But I'm way too paro', lookin' left and right
Opps know I'm a violent guy

Yo, I walk with a ting that barks like
A dog but still, all the cats keep comin'
Cah I am a well-known rapper and they know that the kids upcomin'
I came with the buss down,
Call me Rihanna cah all of my diamonds are shinin'
I got the drop on a opp that day,
But I flopped that drop 'cause of black man's timin'
Step 'round there,
Put a blade to your head, now you're lookin' like 21 Savage
Huh, nobody ain't dead, it's a matter of time 'til a man turn cabbage
Six man squashed in the back of the ride, I don't mind, we can manage
Minimal talk when we're goin' on glides, so we can do maximum damage