What’s the Word

FBG Young & FBG Dutchie - Rap, Trap
What’s the Word
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Duration: 3:19
Lyrics
[Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie] Ayy, Dutcho, what's the word? Nothin', but them birds, huh Desert Eagle, bird, huh Leave you on the curb, huh New Vellano swerve, huh Ridin', bussin' serves, huh I'm tryin' to duck the yerks, huh 'Cause they gettin' on my nerves, huh GoDumb, what's the move? Shit, loadin' up this Glock Well investin' if I flop I heard niggas want my spot Count up back, it's a lot Front your move, we off your top I got bricks like building blocks [?] I got chops, uh-yeah [Verse 1: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie] Ayy, bro, Dutcho, where ya been? With my bitch, she Spanish, eh On an island timid She like, "Dutcho, you too mannish," uh Got them bands, I'm bandin' up [?] I rent it, uh [?] we bandin' up Foe 'nem [?] can't stand with us Ayy, GoDumb, where you been? I'm with the plug [?] He know I'm magician, bought a few, and he gon' front me some I got no fucks given, never cared, I never gave a fuck Run up if you buck, potato on it, make your ass hot Sleepin' with the TEC, he get slapped he sleepin' on me I jingle like bells, and dope, ki' This thot got the box, wanna throat me My bitch coochie fat, I make that bitch stash a whole ki' Lil' bitch been on dick, yeah, she told me Laid up with the bitch, she like, "Hold me" [Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie] Ayy, Dutcho, what's the word? Nothin', but them birds, huh Desert Eagle, bird, huh Leave you on the curb, huh New Vellano swerve, huh Ridin', bussin' serves, huh I'm tryin' to duck the yerks, huh 'Cause they gettin' on my nerves, huh GoDumb, what's the move? Shit, loadin' up this Glock Well investin' if I flop I heard niggas want my spot Count up back, it's a lot Front your move, we off your top I got bricks like building blocks [?] I got chops, uh-yeah [Verse 2: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie] Put my neck on glacier, huh Beat the pot, Joe Frazier, huh Fuckin' niggas' bitches Diamonds glistenin', Sonny Liston, huh Stackin' shit up for my son 'Cause my mama need them acres Future brighter than the sun Gots me feelin' like the Lakers, huh Rollie my wrist, no [?], huh Foreign my whip, no State bus, huh Text the lil' bitch like, "Wait up," huh I got somethin' for your face, no makeup, huh Ayy, GoDumb, where you been? No and one, sellin' rocks Got that skrrt-skrrt off that lot Keep that skoo-do-do, I heard they plottin' Ayy, bro, Dutcho, where ya been? Everywhere these niggas ain't Doin' shit these niggas can't Spillin' clout like it's some paint, huh GoDumb, what's the move? Shit, I'm lit, I'm that nigga now Back then, they ain't want me Now I'm hot and they feel me now [Chorus: FBG Young & FBG Dutchie] Ayy, Dutcho, what's the word? Nothin', but them birds, huh Desert Eagle, bird, huh Leave you on the curb, huh New Vellano swerve, huh Ridin', bussin' serves, huh I'm tryin' to duck the yerks, huh 'Cause they gettin' on my nerves, huh GoDumb, what's the move? Shit, loadin' up this Glock Well investin' if I flop I heard niggas want my spot Count up back, it's a lot Front your move, we off your top I got bricks like building blocks [?] I got chops, uh-yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- FBG Young
- FBG Dutchie