Goin Large (Duck 'N Dodge) Lyrics

Goin large

Tell them duck and dodge

Father of Asahd

We the best music in my chest

Comes at my request

Cover up you a thimble

Pit pit patter damn she nimble

Hips on platter damn she tasty

She look down then she fainted

Ima pretty nigga

Got em on a line

On my finger

It's the little one

So many wrapped around

You'd think it's bigger

Lay them down

Beats get put to rest

Singing R.I.P.

Lay them down

Bitch got put to rest

Singing R.I.P.

I don't miss you now

Bye I'm to the next one

Racing like a jag

Roaring I'm the next up

Shoes don't touch the rug

Unless you wearing Fendi

Niggas running up

BITCH YOU'LL CATCH A TEN PIECE

Goin large

Tell them duck and dodge

Father of Asahd

We the best music in my chest

Comes at my request

Cover up you a thimble

Pit pit patter damn she nimble

Hips on platter damn she tasty

She look down then she fainted

She seen with me she acting siced

Eyes get big she love my ice

Boujie bit ain't acting right

Shake some ass she'd rather fight

Ain't got tattoos make sure I mark her

Ass Uncle Luke I ain't ya father

Bathroom locked she doing lines

Eyes real red she ain't been crying

Fuck for free she ain't selling it

Fuck for free might be selling dick

Pockets fat I clearly ball

Dick overdose like fentanyl

If I need some bread

I'll just make a call

Damn I love them legs

Always liked them tall

We go buy design

And fuck in the stall

I just gotta see

Open up that shawl

Goin large

Tell them duck and dodge

Father of Asahd

We the best music in my chest

Comes at my request

Cover up you a thimble

Pit pit patter damn she nimble

Hips on platter damn she tasty

She look down then she fainted

Gucci my slippers and

Jays are my sneaks

Speak carefully when you

Talking to me

Call me an ass and she

Say that I'm mean

Give what I get cus I

Am what I

Give what I get cus I

Am what I eat

Love being at war and I

Hate making peace

Tax a fuck nigga yeah

You pay the fee

Tax a fuck nigga cus

My time ain't free

More

Been at the bottom I'm

Ready to see all that

God has in

Store

Buying these gifts got her

Dripped in Dior

Laying it down yea this

Pipe leave her sore

Opium dreams and ya

Shit leave her bored

That's why she never gon'

Tell you it's yours

The dent in my bed is

Just her contour

Goin large

Tell them duck and dodge

Father of Asahd

We the best music in my chest

Comes at my request

Cover up you a thimble

Pit pit patter damn she nimble

Hips on platter damn she tasty

She look down then she fainted