FBG Duck - Mention lyrics

You know You already know what the f** I'ma say, you know Gang gang, sh**'s prolly, all that sh** that there, you know First of all, f** my enemies Ayy, heard these mothaf**as tryna mimic me Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that sh** Swisher sweet Pull up on your block and light that b**h up like a Christmas tree "Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please Mothaf**as know they a**'ll die if they mention me Whole gang'll pull up on your a** if you mention we We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b**h Better watch how you talk out your teeth 'Fore we have to stomp you out and leave you on the concrete n***as talkin' beef like we won't pull up with that f**in' heat Give you all the smoke and leave What the f** you mean? We the ones them n***as hated on Cool a** n***a, f** your b**h with my shades on b**h done got mad 'cause I f**ed and I couldn't stay long Steady blowin' my line up, she needs to call her day phone First of all, f** my enemies Ayy, heard these mothaf**as tryna mimic me Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that sh** Swisher sweet Pull up on your block and light that b**h up like a Christmas tree "Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please Mothaf**as know they a**'ll die if they mention me Whole gang'll pull up on your a** if you mention we We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b**h Chop him down like a Christmas tree Sneak dissin' we, roll up, smoke your taco like a Swisher Sweet Woo, woo, hold up, mix the drank up in a Lipton tea And I'm sippin' Blood, but my roll blue like I'm Crippin', C Yeah, fully goin' off like blip-blip And the Glock goin' off like bop-bop And that chop goin' off like glop-glop Bobby Shmurda, n***as hit like ah-ah This 100 round shoot a century Last blunt I laced, f** my enemies First of all, f** my enemies Ayy, heard these mothaf**as tryna mimic me Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that sh** Swisher sweet Pull up on your block and light that b**h up like a Christmas tree "Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please Mothaf**as know they a**'ll die if they mention me Whole gang'll pull up on your a** if you mention we We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b**h We gon' pull up, shoot a hundred rounds when them n***as deep We gon' pull up, shootin' n***as down, leave 'em in the street Boom-boom-boom, hit his f**in' melon, make his melon leak I can't cuff you, baby, ain't gon' let your a** embarra** me Ooh, sloppy toppy, awesome jaws 'til I fell asleep Ooh, got my bacon, extra cheese, ain't no nailin' me Ooh, shorty s**ed my dick so good that I can't feel my knees Ho tried to spin me, not gon' let her DJ Pharris me Hold on, get back, n***a You know what? sh** splat, n***a Drac', no kickback, n***a Surprise party, get back, n***a k** him dead, kickback, n***a Bullets like a french fry, n***a Just bought a new gun from France f** around and french fry a n***a Hot sh**, deep fry a n***a k** his a**, retire n***as Missed the socks when we hit your block Spin again, retry, n***a What if he come back to life though? f** it, he gon' re-die, n***a I'ma k** his a** on sight I don't gotta decide, n***a First of all, f** my enemies Ayy, heard these mothaf**as tryna mimic me Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that sh** Swisher sweet Pull up on your block and light that b**h up like a Christmas tree "Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please Mothaf**as know they a**'ll die if they mention me Whole gang'll pull up on your a** if you mention we We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, b**h