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Duck
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Duck was released on August 19, 2025 by FTO Sett as a part of the album Jack Of All Tr3s - Single
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Release DateAugust 19, 2025
LabelFTO Sett
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FTO Sett
FTO Sett
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kaimon Carwell
Kaimon Carwell
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kaimon Carwell
Kaimon Carwell
Producer

Lyrics

(Ayy, Draco, how you do that?)
You know a **** prankin'
We gon' shoot up where he live for the blog
You know I don't play like that
Shit, right there was my response back to him
Fuck-****
You weren't in no shootout, ****
Hoes be dick pullin'
Still in the south, ain't got no smoke, man
I don't wanna be down here, but, you know?
Taught these **** somethin'
Gave 'em God
Fully auto chop' at your block, make 'em duck (Make 'em duck)
You keep on runnin', we trackin' that Jeep
Your lil' man's down, and you ditchin' the city
Soon as he crack a three, he gettin' hit with them switches
Geek, the oppin' ass ****, they be cliquin' (Fully)
First, a band
Blew that shit on ammunition (On fullies)
Soon as I signed, I blew me a ticket (Blew me a ticket)
I ain't goin' back and forth with no ****
All that woofin', get scratched, like a ticket (Scratch him off)
That's lotto on your head if you mention
I ain't worried 'bout lil' bruh doin' sneak disses
Fuck 'round, get washed up in the mix (Wash him up)
Opp, caught him in block and we blitzed him (Blizted him)
Got faith in lil' cuz, right here, he don't miss (Miss him)
**** can't hide in this lil' ass city (City)
I ain't doin' no respondin', I'm actually spinnin' (Spinnin')
Bump down in any **** hood with three-sixty (With this pocket)
I put pins on the back of all of ten milli' (Brrt)
Back in 2019, **** wasn't with it (Wasn't with it)
Doin' no fakin', **** really my enemy (My enemy)
Gang got locked, we was still independent (Pendent)
Rap-**** tryna link, we was snatchin' they pinky (Snatchin' they links)
Ain't no back to back, **** gettin' killed 'bout these links
Movin' with smackers, your **** be weak (They weak)
Before one, we was keep playin' runnin' and snatchin' (Snatchin')
Did this shit ballet, ain't no ref shackin' (I hate that shit)
I hate you ****, that's my bad habit (I hate you ****)
They vouchin' for him, I heard he ain't clappin' (He ain't nothin')
Big bruh said, "You ain't doin' no spinnin'" (I ain't on shit, G)
If I ain't shootin', then I'm givin' the go
Get 'em
Ain't too many steps 'fore he fall (Hit him in his face)
Body lock up and his knees get weak (Knock his leg off)
Ain't no **** never did shit to me
Shit get ugly wherever we creep (Wherever we creep)
**** callin' in 'bout this beef ('Bout this beef)
Automatic smoke, we ditchin' the three (Ditchin' it)
I ain't call Medusa, that shit weak (Callin' no 'Dusa)
Blockin' shit off and we cuttin' off streets (Let's go)
Ain't no murder over there where your killers be (Be)
Line 'em up to my paper, no KG (No KG)
(What the fuck, ****?)
Fully auto chop' at your block, make 'em duck (Make 'em duck)
You keep on runnin', we trackin' that Jeep (Trackin' that Jeep)
Your lil' man's down, and you ditchin' the city (Ditchin')
Soon as he crack a three, he gettin' hit with them switches
Geek, the oppin' ass ****, they be cliquin' (Fully)
First, a band
Blew that shit on ammunition (On fullies)
Soon as I signed, I blew me a ticket (Blew me a ticket)
I ain't goin' back and forth with no **** (Rap-****)
Written by: Kaimon Carwell
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