Touchdown

[Intro]
(Racks)
What, Yeah, hmm

[Chorus]
You wasn't fuckin' with me but I'm good now
It's Lil' hood I'm in the hood now
So many plays I ain't countin' these touchdowns
I see what you got, baby bust it out
Lil' bro don't listen to me, he gon' figure out
Dumb nigga playin', I'm the only one serving'
I'm in LA and I don't know my purpose
Only happens when I do me, Kyrie Irving
Them boys’ deep bent, then disperse ‘em
I got these opps, emotion on nervous
Yeah, I sorted a 8th right now
Bitch cooked bad, but I ate 'fore I left the house
I don't wanna brag bout it, I got a hunnid count's
Look at my pockets, man shit be runnin' out
Why do you think, I'm out way when I'm at the house
Whatchu' talmout? This that guap, I lay that shit out
Nigga's a' drug bust for alot
And niggas is tweakin, I'm only on pot
And niggas is tweakin, he don’t need no comma's
And that girl too freaky, she only want cock

[Verse 1]
He couldn't check us, he left it at the 'partment
I had my blick, and we stay at apartments
He ain't have a ticket I run down chargin'
I'm in LA like I play for the Chargers
Phone finna go dead, nigga need me a charger
Brand new big nigga, I'll spark him
Spot too crowded, you know it's art
If I press the button on shit, I'ma start it
My hoe too clingy with me I'm a hearty
I be too clean, now I walk in ain't no party
I be stacked up, I don't know bout no starving
I can't even go out the way, without plates
This bitch take me home after we went on date
We don't gotta be in bed, know to roll up this J
And a nigga gettin money, now I feel okay
Nigga talkin' bout lil' Boof he wasn't holdin' me down
Nigga talkin bout lil' hood, we won't see him around
We come in yo house, I fill in yo house
She callin' my place, she wasn't feelin' my town
How the fuck you get up? Ain't no diggin' you out
Dumb ass nigga, couldn't get in my house
Nigga come to the hood, ain't no gettin' you out
Come to the band' man they figure you out
I got a band man, that shit somewhere in this house
I get buzzed somewhere, and I'm out
I get damn, and' the nigga out
My shorty post up in a nigga house
Damn, what? The fuck is he talkin' bout
I got a glick' whole right in my mama house
Bro smoke backwoods, he smokin' lumber out
Lil' 4gz in that bitch, nigga smoke it out
Big bro, he the only one rollin' though
No sheets but I'm smokin on these hoes
In this bitch so high with Lil' Romeo
Cause' lil' bro do everything OG do
With grip, he shoot niggas like freethrow
Nigga see red like Sito
I like countin' up these 50's like Sito
Dummy throw a fit, while I'm puttin' in a cheat code
Niggas ain't better than me though

[Chorus]
You wasn't fuckin' with me but I'm good now
It's Lil' hood I'm in the hood now
So many plays I ain't countin' these touchdowns
I see what you got, baby bust it out
Lil' bro don't listen to me, he gon' figure out
Dumb nigga playin', I'm the only one serving'
I'm in LA and I don't know my purpose
Only happens when I do me, Kyrie Irving
Them boys’ deep bent, then disperse ‘em
I got these opps, emotion on nervous
Yeah, I sorted a 8th right now
Bitch cooked bad, but I ate ‘fore I left the house
I don't wanna brag bout it, I got a hunnid count's
Look at my pockets, man shit be runnin' out
Why do you think, I'm out way when I'm at the house
Whatchu' talmout? This that guap, I lay that shit out
Nigga's a' drug bust for alot
And niggas is tweakin, I'm only on pot
And niggas is tweakin, he don’t need no comma's
And that girl too freaky, she only want cock

[Verse 2]
Damn, wait, huh
Put that shit in my ride, this [?]
I think I need two cars and more things
Runnin on me I tried to get ahead
Bitch wanna tap, but I don't wanna dance
I'm smokin' on 7, I'm stuck in PM's
My bitch don't do bando, she one of them
Have you ever bought a foreign car through the Ban?
Cause the niggas at the Ban ain't never seen a band
You know they would take you down for one of them
Better not be no bitch, never be one of them
I got a blick it would open his head

[Outro]
Damn, long as niggas here we the only one standin'
I got a cap like we work at the deli
I got a spliff put out in the back right now but In a minute I'm gon' get dizzy
Two hands down I'ma make this shit busy
(Je crois qu'apres avoir vu ca, on peut mourir tranquil)