f*ckery lyrics

by

Rooga


[Intro: FBG Duck]
Yeah, you know? (Ayy, Mikey, what's up, bro?)
n*ggas just talk that street sh*t, you know?
Like, I really be in these streets, you feel me?
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up ($B)

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
I got a call from my ex-b*tch, she say she can't get enough of me
I-I got a call from my opposition (pus*y), they sendin' threats, gettin' tough with me
You know that burner stay tucked with me (Glaow), run up on me, it get ugly (b*tch)
You see these killers in all of my videos (Gang-gang), boy, ain't no touchin' me

[Chorus: FBG Duck & Mikey Dollaz]
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please (The f*ckery, yeah), please stop with the f*ckery

[Verse 1: Mikey Dollaz]
I just got a call from my ex-b*tch, wanna come over and tuck with me
She not tryna f*ck, just watch Netflix, I told her, "Stop it with the f*ckery"
I might let her suck on me like a leaf, can't none of you "real n*ggas" f*ck with me
A lot of street n*ggas cut up for me, been real since a shorty, it's stuck with me
Lil' b*tch, I'm with FBG Duck, I might have lil' folks come hop out the cut
If the b*tch be around me, that means that I f*cked
And I do not love 'em, I treat them like sl*ts
Bust on the butt, b*tch, I need a buck, get money a must
The opps wanna war, it's nothin' to us, got thirties and up
[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
I got a call from my ex-b*tch, she say she can't get enough of me
I-I got a call from my opposition, they sendin' threats, gettin' tough with me
You know that burner stay tucked with me (Glaow), run up on me, it get ugly
You see these killers in all of my videos, boy, ain't no touchin' me

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please (FBG, b*tch), please, please stop with the f*ckery (Gang-gang)

[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
They say when they catch me, they gonna whack me (Mm), hmph, yeah, yeah
b*tch, I'm a gangster, I never care because I got so many underwear
I called up my shooter, he said, "No one gonna do nothin' to you," he roll like a wheelchair (Yeah, yeah)
I lost a couple of homies, but shout out to all of the ones who still here
Yeah, yeah, gang-gang (St. Lawrence), STL, TV the same gang
Only f*ck around with n*ggas who gang bang, n*gga, f*ck you and your lame gang
I do not know what you motherf*ckin' heard, but you better stay in your lane-lane
Offin' me won't get a name-name, just a bunch of sh*t goin' bang-bang (Money)

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
I got a call from my ex-b*tch, she say she can't get enough of me
I-I got a call from my opposition (pus*y), they sendin' threats, gettin' tough with me
You know that burner stay tucked with me (Glaow), run up on me, it get ugly (b*tch)
You see these killers in all of my videos (Gang-gang), boy, ain't no touchin' me
[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
Please, please, please stop with the f*ckery
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