Touchdown

Give me the loot, jump in the booth
All of these rappers is acting, I know how to shoot
All that gangster shit, that ain't you
You in denial, why would you lie? You know I'm the truth
Hop in the caddy, bitch is a baddie, calling me daddy
Me and your chick, she being a thot, she swallow my laddies
Handle the business, give her the news
Can't be with you, got something to do
Get back in the booth, I'm not gonna lose
Told her I'm the best, hands down
Girl, you better change your plans now
Man's blowing up the phone now
Damn, I really hope it pans out
On bro, she love the clout and the handouts
Everything 100, like the money when it's fanned out
Bust it down like a rollie, got a body she can show me
Tell me that she love me, but that's only when she's lonely
Guarantee she bust it down for all of my homies
I guarantee she'll bust it down for all of the homies, yeah

Touchdown, I just made it, didn't think that I would make it
Lowkey, you been a hater
Never showed support, always knew I was greater
You should admit, but you can't say it
Touchdown, I just made it, didn't think that I would make it
Lowkey, you been a hater
Now you asking for a favor, cause you see me getting paper
But I tell you, see you later, see you later

Touchdown like a pick six, got a big dick and a thick bitch
Money boy, I got plenty more on all the labels like you getting rich rich

In the six with a big stick, killing shit, but it's mischief
If you ask who is the hardest, only I, that's Slick Rick, god damn
Too many rappers be acting aggressive
Pray for my downfall, I won't accept it
Spotify call must have made an impression
I know that's upsetting, now don't go falling into depression
Bust it down like a rollie, got a body she can show me
Tell me that she love me, but that's only when she's lonely
Guarantee she bust it down for all of my homies
I guarantee she'll bust it down for all of the homies, yeah
Touchdown, I just made it
Didn't think that I would make it low-key, you been a hater
Never showed support, always knew I was greater
You should admit, but you can't say it
Touchdown, I just made it
Didn't think that I would make it low-key, you been a hater
Now you asking for a favor, cause you see me getting paper
But I tell you, see you later, see you later
Bitch
Touchdown

Touchdown
Fuck up all the haters, touchdown
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Writer(s): Kyle Novak
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