[Intro]
Ducking from twelve
My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
Zirconia stones, I’ma star with a ring
And they dance on the wrist, you’ll see wrist bling
She want the Celine with the Dior
(Ahh, Yeah)
Baby believe I can’t be yours
I’ma go bounce real quick
[Chorus]
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ducking from twelve
My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
I need my brodie to go beat the case
I hop in the hooptie, I’m setting the pace
G’s in the grave got me saying my grace
Our Father I pray they don’t get me today
I don’t do no drugs to the face
I face all my pain, pray he making a way
(Yeah)
Me and bro too real
I ain’t never been no counterfeit
I won’t ever sell my soul, I’ma grind legit
I won’t ever overdose, got a life to live
She want the Celine with the Dior
She want the louder drip
Baby believe I can’t be yours
I’ma go bounce real quick
[Verse 1]
(Yeah)
I’m on to better things
I treat the booth like my medicine
Studio bando, I’m bringing my baby in
Need some more fans, then we’ll shut down a stadium
I’ma need them to go take me in
I don’t like me no fakes on my radius
In this game don’t treat me on no baby ting
Beat up the beat
David Haye, I’ma weigh it in
No cap
JY that’s my dawg, no cap
God I need a clean heart, no cap
I might hit the restart, no cap
I been praying in the dark
I been putting in the graft
I put work in with my dawg, know that
Told bro think first, don’t act
He hit the strip in all black
I pray my bro make it back
[Chorus]
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ducking from twelve
My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
I need my brodie to go beat the case
I hop in the hooptie, I’m setting the pace
G’s in the grave got me saying my grace
Our Father I pray they don’t get me today
I don’t do no drugs to the face
I face all my pain, pray he making a way
(Yeah)
Me and bro too real
I ain’t never been no counterfeit
I won’t ever sell my soul, I’ma grind legit
I won’t ever overdose, got a life to live
She want the Celine with the Dior
She want the louder drip
Baby believe I can’t be yours
I’ma go bounce real quick
[Verse 2]
(Haa)
Came out the gutter
Spread Word like it’s butter
We say it don’t stutter
We hearing them mutter
Word is a cutter and trust me it matters
You’re covered like batter
Ain’t into the cappers
Came in with a force, worship God of course
I see what’s in store, I knock at the door
Blessings they pour, remember I was poor
Praising ain’t a chore, I pray on the floor
Blueberry shirt, I rock the white for the T
Bro doing bits, he sharing hope on the scene
Zirconia stones, I’ma star with a ring
And they dance on the wrist, you’ll see wrist bling
Coupe car, push start
Drive, feel the breeze
Dawg you already know our God take the lead
My dawg had them chains
Thank God he was freed
Blessings falling everyday, he ain’t sneezed
[Chorus]
(Yeah, Yeah)
Ducking from twelve
My bro he been fleeing the Jakes
I need my brodie to go beat the case
I hop in the hooptie, I’m setting the pace
G’s in the grave got me saying my grace
Our Father I pray they don’t get me today
I don’t do no drugs to the face
I face all my pain, pray he making a way
(Yeah)
Me and bro too real
I ain’t never been no counterfeit
I won’t ever sell my soul, I’ma grind legit
I won’t ever overdose, got a life to live
She want the Celine with the Dior
She want the louder drip
Baby believe I can’t be yours
I’ma go bounce real quick
[Outro
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Bounce real quick
(Ahh) ducking from twelve
(Ahh) fleeing the Jakes
(Ahh, Ahh, Yeah)
(Ahh, Ahh, Yeah)
