Touch Down

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[Intro: OhGeesy] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1: OhGeesy] Touch down, M.I.A. in the sunshine state (Jet) Jet skis and bad hoes, man, I love the whole place Touch down, LA, bitch, we run the whole state Why I get a lot of love? Give a fuck about hate Why I make a lot of funds? Switch a whole lot of weight And I fuck her every hood from Daygo to the Bay All the hoods, East Coast to the East of LA We don't never press pause, niggas only push play [Chorus: OhGeesy] Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—) I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright? Yeah, got the blicky, alright Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—) I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright? Yeah, got the blicky, alright [Verse 2: Fenix Flexin] Used to ride in buckets, now we hoppin' out of Porsches I shot him, I got blood on my Forces, we torched him Drakey with the wood, got him runnin' like he Forrest Nigga, floor it, we got 12 on our dick 'cause we important [Bridge: Fenix Flexin & OhGeesy] We got dope up in that kitchen and that— yeah, come imported And that— yeah, come imported Dope up in the kitchen and that— yeah, come imported Yeah, from Colombia [Verse 3: OhGeesy] Ten bad bitches in the room and we runnin' em Me and Fenix Flexin and we gonna have some fun with her Every young nigga in my hood got a gun with him Five blicks with a switch, they all got a drum in 'em Four cellphones and I don't answer none of 'em Three freak bitches sayin', "Daddy," can I cum in her? (Yeah) Two more came through, I can't get enough of them (Rrr) One zip left but I started with a ton of 'em Ayy, one shotta, two shotta, three shotta, four Kick that front door, make you niggas get low Actin' tough on the internet, real life? You a ho Real gang members, bitch, we stickin' to the code Ayy, real trendsetter, Glock go with my clothes I ain't never by myself, chop' go where I go You ain't fuckin' with the kid, you can't flow how I flow We ain't trippin' on a bitch 'cause a ho gon' be a ho [Chorus: OhGeesy & Fenix Flexin] Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—) I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright Yeah, got the blicky, alriight Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—) I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright (I got blick with me) Yeah, got the blicky, alright, ayy [Verse 4: Fenix Flexin] Touch down in your city, I got blick with me (Buh) And you sellin' Mandy, yeah, you know you gotta keep Billy (Keep it on you) Like I'm at a Tommy Burger, everybody know I need chili (You know I need it) Nigga, make that wrong move? Get my mans when that heat spillin' (Brrt) I ain't fuckin' on no bitch with no munyun (With no munyun) If she ain't got no bag for me, then she done, yeah (Yeah, it's over) They tryna get a nigga chipped like a Funyun (Like a Funyun) Chopper got a drummy on it, spillin' out a hundun (Took the hundiddy) Make it grrt 'til it click, then we out of there, skrrt (Yeah, we out of there) I don't want no pussy, I'm tryna get up in her purse (Come pay) I ain't worried 'bout who lookin', nigga, play? I'm gon' burst (Gon' pop it) Drop skeezy, get sleazy, we gon' take 'em to church (Yeah) I'm tryna wipe a nigga nose, knock a face off (Bitch) Boy, I swear I hate them niggas like I'm Adolf (Like I'm Adolf) I ain't a nigga playin' games but you know we finna play ball (Nigga) Reach up in my pocket, I got blicky and the 8-ball (I got blick with me) [Chorus: OhGeesy] Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—) I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright Yeah, got the blicky, alright Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—) I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright Yeah, got the blicky, alright, ayy
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Credits
- Writers
- OhGeesy
- Fenix Flexin
- Monster Norm
- DJ Snake