FBG Duck - Big Clout lyrics

Yeah, you know, gang gang sh** (I got my brother and them n***as with me, too) We gone go all the way up with this sh** Ayy, we in LA with this sh**, too Everybody thought I was gone to be stuck Still told everybody, I was going to make it fine n***as get put, oh sh**, get real real Whole time, n***as talk a whole lotta ra-ra I ain't been sleep in about four or five days So bro bought me an eight a blood in a ba-ba Main b**h act like she upset with me So I went and got some head from La La Muh f**a actin' like they want war war f** around make me load my chop chop Muh f**a might as well gone head slide slide And I ain't even talkin' bout Cha Cha I got shorties that'll take your sh**, b**h And runnin' off laughin' like ha ha We beat a muh f**in' Stroll through your muh f**in' gang With them sticks goin off like ka ka These n***as mad at us, cause we up, so what We really don't get a f** These n***as p**y, who the f** gone do something to us Ay, I ain't gone talk about shooting nobody I'ma just talk 'bout the drip Your b**h on my dick, ohh wee, I think I'ma pimp I thought I been told you that these b**hes ain't sh** If I ain't f** her then my brother did You on some s**a sh**, yeah Everybody thought I was gone to be stuck Still told everybody, I was going to make it fine n***as get put, oh sh**, get real real Whole time, n***as talk a whole lotta ra-ra I ain't been sleep in about four or five days So bro bought me an eight a blood in a ba-ba Main b**h act like she upset with me So I went and got some head from La La Muh f**a actin' like they want war war f** around make me load my chop chop Muh f**a might as well gone head slide slide And I ain't even talkin' bout Cha Cha I got shorties that'll take your sh**, b**h And runnin' off laughin' like ha ha We beat a muh f**in' Stroll through your muh f**in' gang With them sticks goin off like ka ka n***as will try to treat your a** just like a b**h if you let 'em Yeah, I told myself that I gotta do better I'm gonna do better, so I did better Yeah, k**in' this sh** with the muh f**in' swag I got these f** n***as jealous f** it, let's talk about poppin' your melon Your sh** do a whole lot of swellin' I'm in LA smokin' all kinda weed Don't know what the f** i'm inhalin' Oh, yeah, I'm doin' fine for all of the people who think that I'm failin' Everybody thought I was gone to be stuck Still told everybody, I was going to make it fine n***as get put, oh sh**, get real real Whole time, n***as talk a whole lotta ra-ra I ain't been sleep in about four or five days So bro bought me an eight a blood in a ba-ba Main b**h act like she upset with me So I went and got some head from La La Muh f**a actin' like they want war war f** around make me load my chop chop Muh f**a might as well gone head slide slide And I ain't even talkin' bout Cha Cha I got shorties that'll take your sh**, b**h And runnin' off laughin' like ha ha We beat a muh f**in' Stroll through your muh f**in' gang With them sticks goin off like ka ka