Duck Off (Original) lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama & Fivio Foreign]
Oh yeah
This what all you n*ggas was scared of huh?
(Gangsta)
Uh
Fivi' (Boaw), Durk
(Gangsta)
You know me
DJ Drama

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Fivio Foreign]
Jakes on my ass, gotta duck off (Skrrt)
Got shot tryna go and get a nut off (Let's get it, boaw)
Gotta watch certain n*ggas when they cut off (Cut off, you do)
That Lamb' truck jump when it cut on (Haha)
Chiraq in my blood 'cause I put on
Put a thirty in her mouth what her tongue on (Gang)
Two felons, I ride with my gun on (Boaw)
b*tch ask can I help put a butt on (Come on, bro)
Ayy, play some opps get shot up (Baow, grrt)
Shot one opp then we ran off
Then we came back 'cause he got up (Boaw)
f*ck n*gga, put your strap up (Boaw)
f*ck n*gga, you ain't gon' blat nothing (Boaw)
f*ck n*gga, you ain't gon' splat nothing (Boaw)
f*ck n*gga, you ain't even got nothing (Boaw, Gangsta)
[Verse: Fivio Foreign]
Huh
I make the call (I do)
Money on my head, I shake it off (Uh)
Don't be callin' my phone if you made us score
Only one of them n*ggas, I hatе 'em all (Boaw)
I see a opp (Huh, yeah, see a opp)
We gеt him shot (Grrt, boaw)
You don't got static, and I'm with the matic, my n*ggas gon' move around me with the chop
I seen a black van up the block
I line a dirty n*gga with a thot
When we get away everybody be shocked
If you stick the code, you'll never get knocked (Boaw)
If you watch who you with you'll never get got
I catch myself talkin' up to Pop
I put a dizzy n*gga in a box
I do it on live and n*ggas gon' watch (Gangsta Grizzillz)
I put like thirty bullets in your Uber (Skrrt)
Pop up at night like Krueger (Boaw)
Shells popping out the Ruger (Boaw)
You don't never wanna meet the shooter (Baow)
I put like thirty bullets in your Uber (Skrrt)
Pop up at night like Krueger (Boaw)
Shells popping out the Ruger (Grrt)
You don't never wanna meet the shooter (Baow)
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Jakes on my ass, gotta duck off (Yea)
Got shot tryna go and get a nut off (Let's get it)
Gotta watch certain n*ggas when they cut off (Cut off)
That Lamb' truck jump when it cut on (Let's go)
Chiraq in my blood 'cause I put on (Gang)
Put a thirty in her mouth what her tongue on (Gang)
Two felons, I ride with my gun on (Let's get it)
b*tch ask can I help put a butt on (Come on, bro, go)
Ayy, play some opps get shot up (Boaw)
Shot one opp then we ran off
Then we came back 'cause he got up (Don't, don't)
f*ck n*gga, put your strap up (Don't)
f*ck n*gga, you ain't gon' blat nothing (Don't, don't)
f*ck n*gga, you ain't gon' splat nothing (Don't)
f*ck n*gga, you ain't even got nothing (Don't, don't)

[Outro: DJ Drama]
After this, streets gon' be so proud
They gon' name 'em after us
Let's talk viral
This that sh*t shut down open sh*t back up music
Hahaha, don't get scared now n*ggas
Let me make a proclamation
From here on now on
Any block, any corner
We need our cut
You n*ggas wasn't runnin' sh*t right
And this, this how it's suppose to be done
(Gangsta Grizzillz)
Mr Thanksgiving, suckers
We back outside now
It's over for you n*ggas