Duecy

[Intro: COE Wiki]
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow (Santana, you done fucked up on this beat, you heard?)
800 (Baow, baow)

[Verse 1: COE Wiki & BB Hound]
Had to go with the flow, on the Makks I was geekin', we felt when B Diddy died, never no reason
The back of Mott Hav', how much times I done squeezed? Saw AP do the dash in the hot rod, speedin', like
Like, I'm not playin' with Bloxkz, Torch, why you make a scene when we hot? (He ain't makin' it hot)
After Kyi Kyi duckin' his top, Flickers took on the hop, I want another Wokk (Word to my dead)
EMS with the 'Rippy on Jackson, on 46 we been lettin' them have it
Walkin' through WashSide, nobody lackin', nobody outside like nobody jack it, daow, baow
Now we in Harlem, get wavy with knocker, the fuck who could guard 'em
.38 spinnin', the gat is revolver, OG, I ain't no player that's trickin' your daughter, like, like
I ain't the type, and she ain't the type, she start actin' all bougie, like, like
I ain't the Hat, put my fitted on backwards, no, I ain't Whoopty
If I'm with my lady, watch how your salute me, paranoid with the .4-Oh, quick to make movies
Ever seen nigga protect the block with a duecy? Told bro, "I'm on defense," he call it a 2-3
Call it what you want, I'm a demon, who tellin' me what?
Bend the hill, slidin', who callin' my bluff? RG in a blunt, niggas couldn't throw one
They say hit in the front, so I'm makin' some fun, like, son, I still throw out a ton
Multiple movies, they won't even come, my adrenaline rushin', just gotta go dumb (Bow, bow, bow)

[Verse 2: BB Hound]
Better get out the way when I'm flickin' this G, no mask and they know that its me
Off a 30, I threw more than 3, word to bro, I ain't comin' to speak
Hop out the V, leave a scene, on repeat, drills in the night, then I'm back in my seat
Spin through the 2s, thats a mission complete, tints in that whip, I threw ten in that V
Talk on my name, now they prayin' for peace, when I stepped in the spot, had to lace up my cleats
Now I make plays, I ain't stuck in the seats, I remember I was down, I had nothin' to eat
He wanted smoke, now he stuck in the brief, whole block silent, I ain't hear a peep
Whole block silent, I ain't hear a peep, whole block silent, I ain't hear—
I'ma just talk facts, slide through your hood and I'm dressed in all black
I might spin with the Makk, tryna spin on the Makk, thats the best 48, but they thought he was Hat
Caught 'em outside, now he stuck where he at, bro got the wheels, I'm like, "Where he at?"
Spin through the Wag, tryna double it back, if I catch one of them, then I'm leavin' 'em flat
Yeah, we cool with the Os, get off our dick, y'all just wanna troll
If I see one of them, word to bro, I'ma throw, Forest, EA, both gotta go
Word to my dead, I was spinnin' with 'Lo, shot after shot, how the fuck he get low?
Gon' see how I get when I run into Fro, I be flickin' my wrist every time that I throw
Word to bro

[Outro: BB Hound]
Flockin' for CJ, baow, baow