Duck Meat lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, yeah (What you 'posed to do, what you 'posed to do)
Yeah, Eastside, shawty 'nem, yeah (Cicero)
Talkin' bout buddy 'nem, right?, yeah (Yeah)
Talkin' 'bout them n*ggas right there?
(b*tch) Yeah (Yeah, EA-ski), what

[Chorus]
Yeah, you n*ggas cannot run (Whew, whew, whew)
I got so many of these b*tches, we come with them guns (Uh-huh)
When them bullets fly (Whew), n*ggas gonna die (Whew)
pus*y n*gga try (Whew), and them bullets fly (Whew)
Right at a n*gga (Whew), we gon' catch a n*gga (Whew)
We gon' splat 'em, n*gga (Whew), put 'еm on a platter, n*gga (Whew)
We bе at them n*ggas, when we catch them n*ggas
Ain't no stitch, they get the— (Whew, whew, whew, whew)

[Verse 1]
Shawty surrounded with shooters, everybody havin' sticks (Yeah)
In the section kickin' sh*t, nothin' but some bad b*tches (Yeah)
Fifty in my britches (Uh-huh), .30 in my Glizzy (Uh-huh)
b*tch, I'm never slippin' (Uh-huh) when I step up in this b*tch, you hear? (Yes sir)
Real n*gga, trapper of the year, make that pack disappear
n*gga ever play with any of my money, make that b*tch disappear (Damn)
You skinny sh*t, I'll start in front of your face, pus*y, yeah, ear to ear (Ooh)
And I'm like The Joker, I'll be laughin' when the b*tch disappear (Hahaha)
I ain't savin' sh*t, hell nah, I'm not superman (f*ckin' they talkin' 'bout?)
I got so many hoes on my di*k, I'm like ''Groupie Man'' (Groupie Man, yeah, hahaha)
So many hoes wanna be saved, I'm not stupid man (Uh, uh)
I swear to God I made them n*ggas hate when they ho is f*ckin' on Young Nudy, man (Damn)
When young n*gga havin' all these rubberbands? (I got 'em)
Started out with guns, I didn't have nothin', do you understand? (Understand?)
Kickin' doors and wipin' nose (Yeah), all this sh*t for rubberbands (Word)
Watch your back, I don't f*ck with ya
I'll slime you out, you not my man (Yeah, I slimed ya)
[Chorus]
Yeah, you n*ggas cannot run (Whew, whew, whew)
I got so many of these b*tches (Yeah), we come with them guns (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
When them bullets fly (Word, whew), n*ggas gonna die (Word, whew)
pus*y n*gga try (Word, whew), and them bullets fly (Word, whew)
Right at a n*gga (Tell 'em, whew), we gon' catch a n*gga (No, for real, whew)
We gon' splat 'em, n*gga (pus*y, whew), put 'em on a platter, n*gga (Pussies, whew)
We be at them n*ggas (Pussies, whew), when we catch them n*ggas (Yeah, whew)
Ain't no stitch, they get the— (Slime, whew, whew, whew, whew, slime)

[Verse 2]
n*gga, everything on East Atlanta, Zone 6, I'm 'bout to smoke (Slime)
You disrespect the Slime Gang, b*tch, you know we kill your ho (Kill your ho)
I'm cutthroat, the murderin' sh*t pus*y, that's my mojo (Mojo)
Bullets fly, n*ggas die, n*ggas already know how that go (How that go)
n*ggas try, n*ggas die, n*ggas already know how that go (I'm tryna tell you n*gga)
Pullin' out them sticks, you know that b*tch gon' blow (Know that b*tch gon' blow)
Every time I hit a pus*y, hit the floor (Pussies hit the floor)
Should have been a baller, 'cause I love to score ('Cause I love to score)
And I got the ball (And I got the ball)
8Ball, b*tch I'm Slimeball (b*tch, I'm Slimeball)
Ape sh*t, b*tch, you know my gang spread out (Yeah), and we take sh*t
Strip n*ggas, make 'em take it off (Whew), pussies (Pussies)

[Chorus]
Yeah, you n*ggas cannot run (Whew, whew, whew, tell 'em)
I got so many of these b*tches, we come with them guns (Uh-huh, whew)
When them bullets fly (Whew), n*ggas gonna die (Whew)
pus*y n*gga try (Whew), and them bullets fly (Whew)
Right at a n*gga (Whew), we gon' catch a n*gga (Whew)
We gon' splat 'em n*gga (Whew), put 'em on a platter, n*gga (Whew)
We be at them n*ggas (Whew), when we catch them n*ggas (Whew)
Ain't no stitch, they get the— (Whew, whew, whew, whew)
[Outro]
Yeah, you—
Yeah, you n*ggas cannot run (Whew, Zone 6 sh*t, n*gga)
I got so many of these b*tches, we come with them guns (Uh-huh)
And I'm strapped up with them funds (Eastside, stand the f*ck up)
(Whew, whew)
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