TOUCHDOWN (feat. Bankrol Hayden)
Smoove made it
(They think me and Steeze movin' keys, man)
(Ayo Whit)
Touchdown, back up in the city, I just bought a bust down
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sundown
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now (uh)
We been gettin' high, baby, will you slide?
She know she a dime, push up on me for the night
Ride around in that Lamborghini, college girls with no bikini
Rockstar like take it off, fuck a bitch then I'm gone, Houdini
Came in in my Mike Amiri's, SBs, they Ben and Jerry
Paintballs, like I was Barrie, young, rich and I'm legеndary
She want me to put her on a planе
Could've bought a brand new Range, instead I'm icin' out a chain
I swear yo bitch could've hit it, but I only want the brain
Bendin' over, don't pull out 'cause you know shawty do her thing
18, I copped my first bust down
It's obvious you hate me 'cause you from my hometown
Bitch, how you say you love me? You ain't never stayed down
Run it back like Derrick Henry, get the pack and-
Touchdown, back up in the city, I just bought a bust down
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sundown
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now
We been gettin' high, baby, will you slide?
She know she a dime, push up on me for the night
We got green lasers on my Glock like I'm Yoda
Put a four inside my Sprite, she sippin' on a pink soda
Told a bad bitch touch her toes around my crib, she doin' yoga
We shootin', they don't shoot back, we got range, this ain't no Rover
Look up in the mirror, that's a star what I see
Oh she a bop, she gon' let me get the top for the free
She been lockin' niggas up, but she know me, I got the key
I won't never save a bitch, just get her gone for the week
She want a youngin' from the South, bank account big amounts
Up in California getting booted off the loud
Boy your pockets in the drought, uh, tell me what that 'bout?
She ain't never loved the kid, but now she face down
Touchdown, back up in the city, I just bought a bust down
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sundown
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now (uh)
We been gettin' high, baby, will you slide?
She know she a dime, push up on me for the night
(They think me and Steeze movin' keys, man)
(Ayo Whit)
Touchdown, back up in the city, I just bought a bust down
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sundown
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now (uh)
We been gettin' high, baby, will you slide?
She know she a dime, push up on me for the night
Ride around in that Lamborghini, college girls with no bikini
Rockstar like take it off, fuck a bitch then I'm gone, Houdini
Came in in my Mike Amiri's, SBs, they Ben and Jerry
Paintballs, like I was Barrie, young, rich and I'm legеndary
She want me to put her on a planе
Could've bought a brand new Range, instead I'm icin' out a chain
I swear yo bitch could've hit it, but I only want the brain
Bendin' over, don't pull out 'cause you know shawty do her thing
18, I copped my first bust down
It's obvious you hate me 'cause you from my hometown
Bitch, how you say you love me? You ain't never stayed down
Run it back like Derrick Henry, get the pack and-
Touchdown, back up in the city, I just bought a bust down
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sundown
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now
We been gettin' high, baby, will you slide?
She know she a dime, push up on me for the night
We got green lasers on my Glock like I'm Yoda
Put a four inside my Sprite, she sippin' on a pink soda
Told a bad bitch touch her toes around my crib, she doin' yoga
We shootin', they don't shoot back, we got range, this ain't no Rover
Look up in the mirror, that's a star what I see
Oh she a bop, she gon' let me get the top for the free
She been lockin' niggas up, but she know me, I got the key
I won't never save a bitch, just get her gone for the week
She want a youngin' from the South, bank account big amounts
Up in California getting booted off the loud
Boy your pockets in the drought, uh, tell me what that 'bout?
She ain't never loved the kid, but now she face down
Touchdown, back up in the city, I just bought a bust down
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sundown
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now (uh)
We been gettin' high, baby, will you slide?
She know she a dime, push up on me for the night
Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Inacio, Kevin Powers, Tae Malik Riley, Demarcus Walker, Justin Ray Brown, Timothy Whitfield Kane
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