Touchdown

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bricc Baby] Lamborghini sittin' on my wrist You fuck around, I fuck your bitch Rollie on my arm don't tick I only got time to get rich (touchdown) Bitch I got the traphouse bunkin' Get the pack on like rock Lowkey chillin' on the block all day I hammer young nigga, make it boom (touchdown) Gettin' to the racks all day Mission impossible, makin' more cake I ain't even trippin', I do what I say When they touch down I just turn up to say (touchdown) Yeah you gon' get it on time Drum everywhere, throw bullets on nine I'm feelin' like Tetris, I'm pushin' the block Whippin' the ride, then trap out the spot (touchdown) [Refrain: Bricc Baby] Goddamnit I scored! Give me some more I'ma make it roll oh We winnin', we kick in your door You're lookin' at gold Score a couple times, hit her up You know I'm shippin' bags if you want it You see the Rollie, you see the light [Chorus: Bricc Baby] Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Trap turn down for what? Put up 3.5 and a blunt A half a pint in my cup I put my dick in your cut I got my truck in the front But I'll meet him in the dark And I was so fucked up they called the ambulance Smoke so many blunts they called the fire truck Pimp C in my cup, nigga I'm raisin' the dead Rottweiler, feed it gunpowder cause I got Ks by the bed They call me GuWop El Chapo, fuck nigga, off with your head When you playin' with ten, nigga, you fuckin' with dreads When you fuckin' with dread, nigga, it's off with your head Spray the crime scene red, for some shit that you said Why you turned down, nigga? What you ran out of bread? It's Wop! [Chorus: Bricc Baby] Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit! Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown [Verse 3: Peewee Longway] Shitro, met, ride, Longway, Julio Touchdown with the 448, we kickin', feet are gone Sherbet, cherry pie, gas, rollin' up gelato Blue Benjamins in the duffle, Longway might hit the lotto Burberry boutique on my wrist, I can't wear Movado I sell my Michael Vick, I got dog food in Chicago Bricc Baby gold, 202 grams, they hollow Smith & Wesson kill TEC, fill 'em up with hollows Longway Deniro, in every state he havin' euros Thousand in grams, fresh out the safe, servin' brillo Scrape the dope out the side of the pot then go trap with the minnows Choppas'll drape you, they call me Longway Al Pacino [Verse 4: Bricc Baby] Save me a perc on the bricks Fuck around, you get finessed Young niggas out hittin' licks Nigga I ain't give him my check (touchdown) You ain't gettin' right here Niggas stop to change then it's gone like ooh That's not an option My niggas live like it's nothin' to lose UPS shippin' all day When it touchdown, just give 'em one K I'm hopin' that nigga don't think I won't play I kick in his door and I'm wavin' that K (touchdown) [Refrain: Bricc Baby] Goddamnit I scored! Give me some more I'ma make it roll oh We winnin', we kick in your door You're lookin' at gold Score a couple times, hit her up You know I'm shippin' bags if you want it You see the Rollie, you see the light [Chorus: Bricc Baby] Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown Touchdown, touchdown, touchdown