##TOUCHDOWN

[Intro]
Ay man, say man
Big DMG, no 1K man
Niggas already know I don't play man
Yuh, Bury Caim man

[Verse 1: Caim]
Pack just touched down, I need the run down
Nigga won't walkdown on my goons
Niggas get nervous whenever I step in
This lil nigga jumped out the function and zoomed

They said I won't flexin' it look like a runway
Every time I step out the room
DMG, dead men walking, I swing at his neck lace
Now he meeting his doom

So many rappers out tryna be hard, you not flexing
You do it all just for impression
He not gon press shit, if he want test this
I apply pressure and he hit the deathbed

Don't hit my phone or my IG or twitter
Lil nigga stay tf outta my mentions
He want a feature, she wanna meet me
Prolly gon hit her and run wit his bread quick

She wanna kick it, she noisy, no crickets
I'm finna buss it all right on her chestpiece
Pop out god, love making an entrance
Rockin' the best, and you rockin' a tech fleece

Servin' so good like "Can I get the check please?"
Rollie so cold it's switchin the seasons
I needa reup on some of my flexing
I just might cop me some Hermes or Fendi

[Hook]
Pack just touched down, I need the run down
Nigga won't walkdown on my goons
Niggas get nervous whenever I step in
This lil nigga jumped out the function and zoomed

Said I won't flexin' it look like a runway
Every time I step out the room
DMG, dead men walking, I swing at his neck lace
Now he meeting his doom(x2)

[Verse 2: Caim]
These niggas acting, got nothing to prove
It's me or her dude, she know who to choose
Ignorin' his shorty, she callin' me rude
Keep it a hunnid, all greens and blues

I'm on the move, I need a coupe
Can't even drive it, fuck imma do
Might jus crash it, hotbox, thrash shit
Pedal get mashed like I'm smashin' his boo

[Verse 3: Homisaad]
I got the pack, feelin like packso

Say she wanna fuck, bring me them racks over

I got a stick in a glick and a mac on me

No im not blood, but I got them slatts round me

He not on shit, we takin a pack from him

Bitch im not cuz, but I keep them racks on me

Ride down a block, swerve in a big body

Call up my jitts, them niggas shit starters

I shoot to kill, it ain't no hitmark

I got niggas in the field like big parks

I got shit that could make ya whole wig part

I be smokin gas, that shit like big fart

Got a tool, but he got it from quickmart

You not a real nigga you playing that bitch part

He be duckin under shit when that sit spark

Im bout the damage you niggas won't get far

[Hook: Caim]
Pack just touched down, I need the run down
Nigga won't walkdown on my goons
Niggas get nervous whenever I step in
This lil nigga jumped out the function and zoomed

They said I won't flexin' it look like a runway
Every time I step out the room
DMG, dead men walking, I swing at his neck lace
Now he meeting his doom