Touchdown lyrics

[Intro: Lil Baby & Future]
(Wheezy outta here)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Back on my young n*gga sh*t, made a bunch of this sh*t (Oh, yeah)
Watch me thumb through that sh*t, keep a blunt of that sh*t
And you know how I come when I come in through that b*tch
Got the streets in a lock, I done conquered that sh*t
Got the ball in my hand, I can't fumble this sh*t
He get hit stick, I get touchdown

[Verse 1]
I just sold 'em two-hundred, it's rush hour (Come)
Was determined to buy me a bustdown (Huh)
Back in school, I was servin' the bus drivers
He was talkin', now he got the hush mouth (Shut up)
Put the gas to the floor when I pull out (Skrr)
Told my mama "Ain't no more gettin' put out"
Know they listen, I know what to put out (I do)
Free the guys, I can't wait 'til they get out (Stay solid)
sh*t gеt hot, then I know how to chill out (These streets)
Smokin' dopе if you're thinkin' I'll sell out (Stupid)
From the hood to the pen into Harvard
I'ma make this sh*t happen regardless
Skateboard P, Louis V on my garments
I'm the bank, if you broke, need to borrow some
Why they playin' like I ain't the hardest? (Dumb)
Like I ain't tryna dodge the charges? (Stay low)
Ain't no pillowtalkin' to hoes
You know that they run back and tell everythin' that you said 'bout it (Lil' hoe)
n*ggas weird, I don't know what to call it (Buster)
Real gangster, I ain't rockin' no nail polish (No)
Where I'm from, when they rob, you don't tell on 'em
Go and get you a hammer and nail some'
Ever since I was little, tryna sell some (Racks)
Penthouse top of the top, I done levelled up (Stacks)
Ridin' 'round with Dracs and Glocks
The vehicle BP, we still be on all that (Stuck)
I ain't sayin' you a b*tch, but you know your sh*t got took and you had to charge that
Really could've been a pimp
The way that she trickin' these n*ggas and give me a charge back (I love you)
It ain't sweet in the streets, gotta beat the concrete
This sh*t really should come with a hard hat (No cap)
All that arguin' on cameras ain't called for (No way)
Know I come through and clutch like a small forward
I can turn your lil' men into bag carriers
I'm still f*ckin' them over in all areas
[Chorus]
Back on my young n*gga sh*t, made a bunch of this sh*t (Uh-huh)
Watch me thumb through that sh*t, keep a blunt of that sh*t
And you know how I come when I come in through that b*tch
Got the streets in a lock, I done conquered that sh*t
Got the ball in my hand, I can't fumble this sh*t
He get hit stick, I get touchdown
He get hit stick, I get touchdown
He get hit stick, I get touchdown

[Verse 2]
Pull up crazy, that car gon' get blew down (Blew it)
Popped a jeneenee, hit her for two hours (Smack)
Give her racks when we f*ck, I don't do flowers
Paranoid, I'm f*cked up from the shootouts (Bow-bow)
I made all this sh*t happen with two ounces
Run it up, bought my sisters them new houses
I'm the one, it ain't nothing the two 'bout me (GOAT)
I'm that n*gga, ain't nothin' you can do 'bout it (No)
She that b*tch, she pop out with a new body (Sex)
From a Buick Regal to a Bugatti
Made it out and got rich, but I still grind (Grind)
Cut the lights off and all of us still shine (Phew)
Eliantte and Wafi, get more diamonds (We here)
I done told you before that I'm low down (Don't trip)
Got more guns than a COD loadout
I'ma take me a few 'fore I got out
You want everythin' new, but you wore out (How?)
You want everythin' new, but you wore out
[Chorus]
Back on my young n*gga sh*t, made a bunch of this sh*t
Watch 'em thumb through that sh*t, keep a blunt of that sh*t
And you know how I come when I come in through that b*tch
Kept the streets in a lock, I done conquered that sh*t
Got the ball in my hand, I can't fumble that sh*t
He get hit stick, I get touchdown
He get hit stick, I get touchdown
He get hit stick, I get touchdown

[Outro]
Yeah, go with your instinct, gon' let that switch sting
I heard your b*tch stink, I don't want her