Touchdown lyrics

[Intro: sample]
All on my di*k 'cause I make a lot of money
But I don't know why, 'cause she gets none - bring it back
All on my di*k 'cause I make a lot of money
But I don't know why-

[Verse 1: dinnerwithjohn]
Uh
I ain't addicted to money, my album's more of an importance
I hit the Dougie all funny so you'd be sure to adore me
b*tches love me, they usin' me, time has noted they foolin' me
Used to laugh at me, now she think that I bribe with jewelry
Look at me now, trust I'm from where it cool to be
Write her off that tutor fee, shawty gon' take a seat
Having fun like with trees
Put my p*nis in her mouth and tell her work for the treat
Treat that trick like a trap, I'm chief, Pivot the fam
Elite gang on the ground
I treat n*ggas like n*ggas, cold-hearted, I'm chillin'
And you here like the winter, witness protection, I'm missin'
Matchin' like spirit week 'cause my cadence demandin' patience
Then what up? Doc patients dissectin' like checkin' records, I'm breakin' 'em off
Records, they call to say I'm a rebel, see me at the top
Hit a upper-left like you n*ggas deaf
Your b*tch down, love her, we stay up
Why you news now?
[Chorus]
And when we touchdown, I vow
To think of my head, I get
You frontin' on trial
I vouch to cover myself
You can bet
And when we touchdown, I vow
To think of my head, I get
You frontin' on trial
I vouch to cover myself
You can bet

[Verse 2: Noname]
I don't be gettin' money, I just be gettin' presidential head
Lead me to believe
I don't be gettin' money, left the money for the weed
Like a gypsy, need a sawin', sawin' [?] parents
Getting my nails done
Writing a new Bible to mimic a stale son
I don't need to shine to be holy mackerel, I'm bashful
I just need a golden castle with my n*gga
We eatin' bacon and eggs, we takin' [?] to the head
We front to name that paddywhack straight to the bed
But what's a bone to a mobster in a concert?
I don't be gettin' money, I be eatin' lobster
With bad posture at the Oscar's
I be rappin'
[Chorus]
And when we touchdown, I vow
To think of my head, I get
You frontin' on trial
I vouch to cover myself
You can bet
And when we touchdown, I vow
To think of my head, I get
You frontin' on trial
I vouch to cover myself
You can bet

[Verse 3: dinnerwithjohn]
Was taught to keep it one hundred
Get out my room, girl, I'm stunted
Doubted me like a dummy, lovely how I come along
You rest like you found the tone
A stone, get off of my lap
Go and work for your own, you oughta put a pep in ya step
Some alpha male, I might extend the yard, n*ggas get lost
Like cartoon, they come up
I'm the rap LeBron, hot like heatin' a urn
Be prepared, youngin get to serve
How I reap the verbs, peep the nerve
n*ggas from the 'burbs tryna jump the curb
[Interlude: sample]
All on my di*k 'cause I make a lot of money
But I don't know why, 'cause she gets none - bring it back
All on my di*k 'cause I make a lot of money
But I don't know why, 'cause she gets none - bring it back
All on my di*k 'cause I make a lot of money
But I don't know why-

[Chorus]
And when we touchdown, I vow
To think of my head, I get
You frontin' on trial
I vouch to cover myself
You can bet