We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit
In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot
Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray
Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say
But, all you biitches look like ducks
Where you welcome to problems
Shout out my nigga miles
You all are just sitting ducks
She got something i never had
Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.
High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt
All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims
Good kids make bad grown ups
Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.
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