This is a song about "Ducks"

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I'll manhandle these fucks / the rhino almost damn trampled these ducks

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

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

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

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

But most times darling the sequel sucks

You all are just sitting ducks

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys