This is a song about "Ducks"

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

You all are just sitting ducks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

But, all you biitches look like ducks

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

I know what you do with that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

To get them niggas while they laid back

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.