This is a song about "Lemonade ducks"

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

You all are just sitting ducks

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

Amen, they say you only live once

But, all you biitches look like ducks

Sippin lemonade while holdin back a demon hound

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

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