This is a song about "Ducks"

So i can understand police victims

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

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

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

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

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit