tOUCHdOWN
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
It's a touchdown
It's a touchdown
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme me the ball and it's a touchdown
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
On a roll and I'm smokin' on that sticky
Freaky like Lil Dicky, it's my world like Mickey
I hope she bad, cause my bad, I'm really picky
I'm OK for a quickie, but don't give me no hickey
My shit hot, like I put it on the grill, boy
Fly like an eagle, ain't talkin' 'bout Seal, boy
I'm always hungry, but I'm lookin' like a mil', boy
I'm pretty hungry, and you lookin' like a meal, boy
Come after me, you better chill, boy
Lock my demons, I need way more than a seal, boy
I'm on the hunt, and it feels like such a thrill, boy
Time heals all, but some scars never heal, boy
Think you can beat the team, well, you're fool or dumb
Middle finger up, call that a rule of thumb
To get noticed, got to be cool or tough
Only bad bitches in my school of thought
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
It's a touchdown
It's a touchdown
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme me the ball and it's a touchdown
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
On a roll and I'm smokin' on that sticky
Freaky like Lil Dicky, it's my world like Mickey
I hope she bad, cause my bad, I'm really picky
I'm OK for a quickie, but don't give me no hickey
My shit hot, like I put it on the grill, boy
Fly like an eagle, ain't talkin' 'bout Seal, boy
I'm always hungry, but I'm lookin' like a mil', boy
I'm pretty hungry, and you lookin' like a meal, boy
Come after me, you better chill, boy
Lock my demons, I need way more than a seal, boy
I'm on the hunt, and it feels like such a thrill, boy
Time heals all, but some scars never heal, boy
Think you can beat the team, well, you're fool or dumb
Middle finger up, call that a rule of thumb
To get noticed, got to be cool or tough
Only bad bitches in my school of thought
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
I'm so fuckin' high I don't touch the ground
I don't see no one like it's a ghost town
'Bout to cop myself a rollie bust down
Just gimme the ball and it's a touchdown
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Writer(s): Pierre-andré Trottier-kaisala
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