Ha Ha

[Intro: FBG Duck]
Yeah
You know, lately it's been like
We been on a whole lot of gang shit, you know what I'm talkin' about?
You know, gang-gang since potty train, all that shit
Ayy, Dutcho, what's up, bro? (Nah, for real)
You know what I'm sayin'
Ayy, Young, what's up, brodie? (Gang-gang)
Like, hold on hold on hold on
(Lil-Lil-Lil-Lil Riico Got The Sauce)

[Verse 1: FBG Duck]
I ain't got time for the rudda-rudda rah-rah
Pull up with baby choppers, goo goo ga ga
What you smokin' on? Bitch, that's La-La
You think shit funny, Davis Ha-Ha
Hit a bitch with the shell like taha
You want me to cuff you? Bitch, unh-uh
Bitches poppin' up on me like voilà
No Benihanas, take the bitch to Popeyes
Choppers start goin' off like grata
Foe 'nem steady shootin' niggas like dada
We ain't claimin' no blocks that's not ours
Put a nigga in a coffin like Von Mar
We ain't talkin' if it's not 'bout a dollar
Come and play with us, bitch, on my mama
Leg shot'll put a nigga on crutches
This chest shot'll make a fuck nigga holler

[Verse 2: FBG Dutchie]
Niggas woofin', they just talkin' that rah-rah
Catch him on the Drive and did him like Rah Rah
Foe 'nem laughin', runnin' off, they like, "Haha"
Hit him with the drum, GoDumb, do-do-dah-dah
Nigga put him on cam like voilà
Thick bitch with me, she call me papa
She got killer ooh-ooh, ill nana
Goofy think his ass wet as some nanas
We spin back, we gon' send him to father
FN blowin', soundin' like fire-fire
Groom groom, doon-doon-doon, krah-krah krah-krah
Bitch said she love me, lil' bitch, blah blah
Gotta blast, stupid ass, haha
Sippin' drank out my lil baby bah-bah
Take your hoes to Harold's, bitch, fuck Popeyes
Nail and bail, I'll see you tomorrow

[Verse 2: FBG Young]
Over the stove like a chef, Benihanas
Fuck the opps, we let their hoes top us
Beretta under sweaters, hit you right in your noggin
I don't fuck with niggas, nah, that's a nah-nah
Bad bitch tryna suck me out dollars
Plugged in with the plug, that's my partner
Chopper do dah-dah, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, dah-dah
Eat his face to a powder, the yopper
I got the babies, but I'm not the dada
I want the bag with my strap and my Mazi
On the block with the work, make a nana
There go 12 like ya-ya
Might take a bitch on a model
Pull a white coat like a doctor
Niggas ain't on it, they vulture
Drum on him, beat his block up