Touchdown lyrics

[Pre-Hook]
Word around town, I'm the man, n*gga
Break that b*tch down to the grams, n*gga
Sixteen O's in a pound n*gga
Quarterback draw, touchdown, n*gga

[Hook]
Touch, touch, touchdown, n*gga
Touch, touch, touchdown, n*gga
Touch, touch, touchdown, n*gga
Next day air, no ground, n*gga

[Verse 1]
Took a loss, had a n*gga on slim fast
Now I'm moving weight, like gym class
Broke her down, every bag, like Sinbad
How I get this bread, mind your business
Set it on sight and I go half price
Dough got my bread, on your head, no lights
Wrap it up good, no smell, that's right
Cut the box open, no Jordan, that's flight
sh*t look good, so I'm stacking numbers
Next morning, another tracking number
Looking for a bad b*tch I can bust down
Tricking off, field go, I need a touchdown
[Pre-Hook + Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
Throw that sh*t like Peyton
Throw that sh*t like Peyton
Throw that sh*t like Peyton
Hurry up, I got these other n*ggas waiting
Send the sh*t over, tryna see bread
And if I say how I said it, Imma see face
Ain't tryna get myself cold, n*gga
When I throw the passes, it's colt, n*gga
Met a b*tch at the club, I'm tryna see her
She could be my new wide receiver
No photo, we don't play text
No smell, wrapped up, like safe sex
Fast life, no slow down, n*gga
Move weight, like my car broke down, n*gga
No rare thing good, no doubt
Long as n*ggas don't run the wrong routes

[Pre-Hook + Hook x2]

[Outro]
Throw that sh*t like Peyton
Throw that sh*t like Peyton
Throw that sh*t like Peyton
Hurry up, I got these other n*ggas waiting