Duck Hunting

[Intro: 3200 Tre]
(It's a Wayne beat)
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Hmm, I like when my cup full and it's cold as fuck
(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
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[Verse 1: 3200 Tre]
Hmm, I like when my cup filled and it's cold as fuck
Hmm, I look good in white gold and rosy stuff
Hmm, I can't have no white girl, I'm gettin' Rosey stuffed
Hmm, don't be scared to spend that pape', nigga, quit holdin' bucks
Hmm, I can rap on anythin', nigga, load it up
Hmm, you ain't high until you fall asleep holdin' a cup
Huh, I cannot pour no deuce, only fours and up
Hmm, it's only twenty-four in here, I got Kobe tuck
Shit, I guess I must've use the rest
I'm a million dollar nigga, I can't be doin' shit for less
That is not my bitch, bae, I just be usin' her for neck
I upped the score in real life, but I'm probably losin' on the 'net
Like, I don't use my platform to promo fuck shit
Hmm, I just made eight thousand today, I'm finna tuck six
Hmm, I pop a Perc' and hit my cup, so I don't nut quick
Hmm, I never lose, I'm cookin' up, I got that one wrist
I got that one hand, I got them one fingers
Huh, I'm just gon' buy new outfit, I never come cleaners
Huh, fuck the grass that's over there, I think my trunk greener
Hmm, nigga, stop sprayin' the 'bows, you usin' Runtz cleaner

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
I got all A's, I got some head from my drunk teacher
She wanna feel it in her stomach, stuck it much deeper
My chopper got PTSD, it like to touch people
I heard your shows gettin' canceled, wasn't enough people
Wasn't enough bodies, wasn't enough money
Overalls with Balenci' boots goin' duck huntin'
Glock be speakin' to me, he like, "Mike, I wanna touch somethin'"
My brother Reed just poured a pint just for the fuck of it
Let me grab a cup, let me grab some ice
Reese caught a body and they gave 'em a half a life
Droppin' off dirty loads of money, need a bath tonight
We made a million out the hood, we got braggin' rights
Uh, brand new Glock out the box, let's put a body on it
This nigga poured up some pie, I threw some jollies on it
Bitch aggressive with the head and she sloppy on it
Take a bitch and build up her body, I'm Ronnie Coleman
Hmm, Gaffle Boyz in this bitch, we got pape' for days
A lot of water on us now, we can make a wave
I'm finna buss a big clock down, shout out Flavor Flav
We do the same job, but nigga, we don't get paid the same
I make a bunch more
If you ain't come to make pape', what you come for?
She got great head, but she a dumb whore
Hmm, I'm high as fuck off this X but give me one more
And a Oxy too
Hmm, fuck for a hour and a half, that's what Oxy's do
The K got some rust on it but the Glocky new
Shit, if my brother send some shots, I'ma pop him too
Gotta keep it honest with these niggas, you're not the truth
Like you not number one and we're not the two
Hmm, rappin' all that bullshit, kick him out the booth
He thought I wasn't strapped, I pulled a .43 out my boot