This is a song about "Ducks nigga"

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

Good kids make bad grown ups

You all are just sitting ducks

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

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

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

But, all you biitches look like ducks

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys

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