Oh Lord lyrics

[Intro: FBG Duck]
Ayy, Billy, they say they want that old sh*t, right?
You don't want no autotune, I don't want no autotune
The fans don't want no autotune (This how we coming?)
Turn up (Okay, cool)
Turn up, turn up, turn up ($B)

[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
Look, I'm not with that f*ck sh*t (I'm not), but I'll get on that f*ck sh*t (I'll get on that)
I'm not with that trust sh*t (I'm not), got to watch who I f*ck with (Got to watch n*ggas)
I know you won't pop sh*t (I know), so quit with that tough sh*t (So quit it)
'Cause all of that you be doin' is nonsense, we really pull up and slump sh*t (pus*y)

[Chorus: FBG Duck & Billionaire Black]
Oh, Lord, oh-oh-oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Somebody else just got shot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
He caught a— He caught a headshot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Somebody spotted his ass with that red dot (Ayy, we on a whole lot of that gang sh*t)
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Another dead opp (Woah, Clout God)
Oh, Lord

[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
Gave that boy wings, he was heaven-sent
Masked up, don't leave no evidence
Pockets look like it's a settlement (That woah, damn)
Let that chopper make a melody (Glaow)
Bankroll like I'm Fresh, n*gga (R.I.P. Fresh, n*gga)
And you know I'm 'bout a bag (Band up)
Run up on me, you'll get wet, n*gga (Ayy, ayy)
The fans want that old Black (Let's get it)
Ayy, pounds in the dumpster (Woo)
Run up, we'll trunk you (Boom), have my shooter slump you (Boom)
Put that on my mama (Work), take you from your mama (Work)
Thirty shots up in the llama and that b*tch go blaah (Boom, boom-boom)
n*ggas talkin' all this money (Woah)
n*gga, why you stuntin'? (Woah) n*gga, you ain't thumbin' (Woah)
You ain't really 'bout action (Yeah, yeah) We'll pull up with them ratchets (Go)
f*ck boy, pus*y, know that (Go, go)
b*tch, I'm picture perfect, Kodak (Cheese)
If I blam at you, would ya blow back? (Blam)
f*ck n*gga think he ballin', huh? Put some shells all in his throwback (Boom, boom, boom)
Your b*tch on my wheels like a LoJack (b*tch)
I gave her my di*k, told her, "Hold that"
Shoot him in his face, bail out in the straight, then I go see where the hoes at
Gang!
[Pre-Chorus: FBG Duck]
Look, I'm not with that f*ck sh*t (I'm not), but I'll get on that f*ck sh*t (I'll get on that)
I'm not with that trust sh*t (I'm not), got to watch who I f*ck with (Got to watch n*ggas)
(I gotta watch these n*ggas)
I know you won't pop sh*t (I know), so quit with that tough sh*t (So quit it)
(Quit all of that sh*t)
'Cause all of that you be doin' is nonsense, we really pull up and slump sh*t (pus*y)

[Chorus: FBG Duck]
Oh, Lord, oh-oh-oh, Lord, oh, Lord (FBG sh*t)
Somebody else just got shot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord (FBG, b*tch)
He caught a— He caught a headshot
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Somebody spotted his ass with that red dot (Gang)
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Another dead opp (Turn up)
Oh, Lord

[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
If we in the party, you safe in this b*tch (You safe)
n*ggas better not play in this b*tch (Don't play)
Broski so out of control with the drum
I had to tell him, "Watch where you wavin' that b*tch" (Man, watch where you wavin' that motherf*cker, boy)
I'm high as sh*t right now (Why you high?)
'Cause I'm smokin' opp after opp (Goddamn)
We gettin' in police chase after chase (Why you doing that?)
'Cause they callin' cop after cop (n*ggas pus*y)
We ran right to the store and bought thirty after thirty (What you do?)
We bendin' block after block (Uh, skrrt)
n*ggas keep sayin' "Tooka" this and "Tooka" that
You hearin' shot after shot (Grrah)
f*ck n*gga thought he was runnin' the game, I had to give Ricky a shot (Ricky!)
These f*ck n*ggas lames and that sh*t a shame (pus*y), you comin' to get me or not? (Goddamn)
n*gga, we can't really beefin' (Can't) 'cause if we— 'Cause if we really beefin', then you would be sleepin'
You would see me in that truck, steamer (Skrrt) every night like I'm Jeepers Creepers (Goddamn)
n*ggas say they want that old Duck (That old Duck)
I'm talmbout that out of control Duck (My old self)
I know a lot of Arabs hate me (Why?)
'Cause I shot a few of their stores up (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
If them n*ggas was standin' out there (What you do?)
When I was comin' to unload some' (What happened?)
I did that by my lonesome (What else?)
Gave it to 'em like I was tryna loan some' (Goddamn)
And for your motherf*ckin' information (b*tch)
For the people wanna know some' (Wanna know some')
The next time I came through, them n*ggas ran 'cause they know I was finna blow some' (Money)