Touchdown

Lyrics

[Intro] (Racks) What, Yeah, hmm [Chorus] You wasn't fuckin' with me but I'm good now It's Lil' hood I'm in the hood now So many plays I ain't countin' these touchdowns I see what you got, baby bust it out Lil' bro don't listen to me, he gon' figure out Dumb nigga playin', I'm the only one serving' I'm in LA and I don't know my purpose Only happens when I do me, Kyrie Irving Them boys' deep bent, then disperse 'em I got these opps, emotion on nervous Yeah, I sorted a 8th right now Bitch cooked bad, but I ate 'fore I left the house I don't wanna brag bout it, I got a hunnid count's Look at my pockets, man shit be runnin' out Why do you think, I'm out way when I'm at the house Whatchu' talmout? This that guap, I lay that shit out Nigga's a' drug bust for alot And niggas is tweakin, I'm only on pot And niggas is tweakin, hе don't need no comma's And that girl too freaky, she only want cock [Verse 1] He couldn't chеck us, he left it at the 'partment I had my blick, and we stay at apartments He ain't have a ticket I run down chargin' I'm in LA like I play for the Chargers Phone finna go dead, nigga need me a charger Brand new big nigga, I'll spark him Spot too crowded, you know it's art If I press the button on shit, I'ma start it My hoe too clingy with me I'm a hearty I be too clean, now I walk in ain't no party I be stacked up, I don't know bout no starving I can't even go out the way, without plates This bitch take me home after we went on date We don't gotta be in bed, know to roll up this J And a nigga gettin money, now I feel okay Nigga talkin' bout lil' Boof he wasn't holdin' me down Nigga talkin bout lil' hood, we won't see him around We come in yo house, I fill in yo house She callin' my place, she wasn't feelin' my town How the fuck you get up? Ain't no diggin' you out Dumb ass nigga, couldn't get in my house Nigga come to the hood, ain't no gettin' you out Come to the band' man they figure you out I got a band man, that shit somewhere in this house I get buzzed somewhere, and I'm out I get damn, and' the nigga out My shorty post up in a nigga house Damn, what? The fuck is he talkin' bout I got a glick' whole right in my mama house Bro smoke backwoods, he smokin' lumber out Lil' 4gz in that bitch, nigga smoke it out Big bro, he the only one rollin' though No sheets but I'm smokin on these hoes In this bitch so high with Lil' Romeo Cause' lil' bro do everything OG do With grip, he shoot niggas like freethrow Nigga see red like Sito I like countin' up these 50's like Sito Dummy throw a fit, while I'm puttin' in a cheat code Niggas ain't better than me though [Chorus] You wasn't fuckin' with me but I'm good now It's Lil' hood I'm in the hood now So many plays I ain't countin' these touchdowns I see what you got, baby bust it out Lil' bro don't listen to me, he gon' figure out Dumb nigga playin', I'm the only one serving' I'm in LA and I don't know my purpose Only happens when I do me, Kyrie Irving Them boys' deep bent, then disperse 'em I got these opps, emotion on nervous Yeah, I sorted a 8th right now Bitch cooked bad, but I ate 'fore I left the house I don't wanna brag bout it, I got a hunnid count's Look at my pockets, man shit be runnin' out Why do you think, I'm out way when I'm at the house Whatchu' talmout? This that guap, I lay that shit out Nigga's a' drug bust for alot And niggas is tweakin, I'm only on pot And niggas is tweakin, he don't need no comma's And that girl too freaky, she only want cock [Verse 2] Damn, wait, huh Put that shit in my ride, this [?] I think I need two cars and more things Runnin on me I tried to get ahead Bitch wanna tap, but I don't wanna dance I'm smokin' on 7, I'm stuck in PM's My bitch don't do bando, she one of them Have you ever bought a foreign car through the Ban? Cause the niggas at the Ban ain't never seen a band You know they would take you down for one of them Better not be no bitch, never be one of them I got a blick it would open his head [Outro] Damn, long as niggas here we the only one standin' I got a cap like we work at the deli I got a spliff put out in the back right now but In a minute I'm gon' get dizzy Two hands down I'ma make this shit busy (Je crois qu'apres avoir vu ca, on peut mourir tranquil)