Lyrics Eat Freestyle - FBG Duck

Nigga we can link
Tell me where you wanna meet
We like to walk up with the heat because we quicker on our feet
When that pressure get put on em, niggas want the peace
You want beef? [?] like a chef it's time to eat

If we pull up with our window down you should know we on that
You ain't street, talkin' beef, but you don't really want that
I can expose niggas for real, but lately I ain't even on that
Lil bro fuckin' yo BM, you'll never get that ho back
If a nigga shoot at me I'm just gon' leave it in the street

If a nigga shoot at you, you gon' go put it on the beat
I'll shoot a nigga momma house up just for playin' with me
And I'll shoot ya over words,
You better watch what you're sayin' to me
We ain't buy all these Glocks for none, uh uh
Fuckin' dumb dumb, we tryna' slump sum'
We some grimy mothafuckas, better not trust us
Brand new nina, think she's tryna fuck sum'
We spin't they block three times today, this finna be the fourth
Come through with our big shit, light that bitch up like the fourth
I was in this shit at 14, you still on the porch
Do I think my nigga gon' kill for me? Bitch of course
While you was being a fuckin' dork, we was throwin' forks
Got three glizzies in this car, don't get yo shit torched
12'll never catch us if I put this bitch in sport

I done crashed a lot of cars but I bought plenty more
Let me tell y'all a story
Did a spin out in the street, I damn near hit the store
I was actin' like I'm hurt, I got out hit the floor
Bro was mad as hell but still that's my fuckin' boy
Two days later pulled up in a new toy
Trump said grab 'em by the pussy, ain't no room for it
Summer time might buy a car and leave the roof for it
Need to stop talkin' bout it and just do more
I was fucked up back then, but I wasn't too poor
I be thumbin' through a check, my fingers too sore
Might get some head from my bitch when I get too bored
I already got a skrrt why I buy two for? Shit I don't know