Walk Off TD

Lyrics
[Chorus] Prescription medicine, but I ain't even feeling sick For this pill, this bitch would suck dick I ain't giving it, no hand outs, not a pick No turnovers, we keeping the ball in Prescription medicine, but I ain't even feeling sick For this pill, this bitch would suck dick I ain't giving it, no hand outs, no, not a pick No turnovers, we keeping the ball in [Verse] What I got in my pockets is crazy, keep it on me, I ain't even in the Navy Ironclad, got the armor in the bag, wind blowing past, it might be a fan Take an advance, every penny counts People want to hate, then they come back around Game winning touchdown, you can be proud Putting words together, not thinking about the sound Exact my position, I won't leave any doubt Might еat the whole plate, I don't еven leave an ounce We don't waste blessings, we have to pounce Always splashing on them, there is no drought [Chorus] Prescription medicine, but I ain't even feeling sick For this pill, the bitch would suck some dick I ain't giving it, no hand outs, no, not a pick No turnovers, we keeping the ball in [Verse] What I got in my pockets is crazy What I got in my pockets got more than Navy Ironclad, got the armor in the bag, wind blowing past, it might be a fan Take an advance, every penny counts People want to hate, but they come back around Game winning touchdown, you can be proud Putting words together, not thinking about the sound Exact my position, I won't leave a doubt Might eat the whole plate, I don't even leave an ounce We don't waste blessings, we have to pounce Always splashing, never a drought
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Credits
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- Sunshine Christo