Lyrics FBG Duck – Who Got Bars?
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Billionaire Black:
Ok gun off safety so its on critical
This a be a waste of time I swear these rappers pitiful
FBG Duck:
We always keep it real they just pretending to
Kreed Da Don:
Hating on the squad that’s what they tend to do
Keep then 9 on the waist, its nothing to get rid of you
Billionaire Black:
All my niggas trigga happy, gate jumping criminals
Have yo momma crying all black at yo funeral
FBG Duck:
Don’t make me send my shooters threw, do you know what they will do to you
Have yo eyes closed hands folded in a linen suit
Kreed Da Don:
Real niggas in the booth nothing but the fucking truth
Keep on talking crazy, you gone end up on the fuckin news
Billionaire Black:
My lil niggas they dangerals, oops, I mean they dangerous
Niggas keep on sneak dissin ima let my banger bust
FBG Duck:
Do not come in this war zone bitch you can not hang with us
You ain’t bust them thangs with us or stand in this rain with us
Kreed Da Don:
So please proceed with caution my niggas, keep they bangers tucked
Posted on the block, with them killers posted in the cut
Billionaire Black:
Choppa with a knife on it smoke his ass like angel dust
Let them bullets burn I let em burn like Usher Raymond bra
FBG Duck:
If you ain’t down with my team you must be off cocaine or something
You must think ima lame or something, you lien bitch you ain’t staining nothing
Kreed Da Don:
Fuck round with us, get yo ass nipped and tucked
Momma should have told you not to fuck round with murderers
Billionaire Black:
My niggas do home invasions, kick doors burglars
Plus my name hold weight, bitch I know you heard of us
FBG Duck:
Red beam blue beam lookin like Papa smurf
Leave his family hurt throwing flowers on top of dirt
Kreed Da Don:
Keep on playing games you will end up on a shirt
Come thru spray the block, make the whole black desert
Billionaire Black:
Wet em up the 40 squirt, my lil niggas put in work
30shotta clip a get to clappin like a concert