This is a song about "I rather talk to a mud duck"

In every talk of yours, i would find a thing i would like to share:

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

You're a disgrace to the race of the duck i could give a fuck

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

I'd rather hire a gerbil chorus watch and admire than listen to all these bitches i see,

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

But can i really call me one when i talk most to a host

I keep to myself but i'll talk if u talk to me

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Look, duck goose duck goose, pick a fucking rapper out

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Shit, go and embellish it a bit i dont give a fuck cause youre a lame duck

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Her blood leaking, so i drink it like juice, duck duck goose