Текст песни Babyface Ray - Touchdown (feat. Peezy & Murda Beatz)
(M-M-M-Murda)
Yeah
Two-four-seven-three-six-six, thick bitch
Say she wanna fuck, made her suck dick, touch this
Keep it plain, only factory can touch this
Heavy load, creative control, nigga, come quick
It's a scope on the AR like we hunt shit
Fuck rap, I'll get back on that one shit
This my life, trill spill, I don't stunt, bitch
Touch down, every town, we don't punt, bitch
Matty Boy Vans cost a stack, how you comin'?
Live a thug life, I should tat it on my stomach
Key to this shit gettin' money, stayin' humble
Ten bitches with me, finna have a Royal Rumble
Ayy, ten niggas with me and they all about some paper, nigga
Better be cautious in the water, alligator city
I was bein' patient, never hated, yeah, I waited, nigga
All towards the paper, these days, conversations different
Ayy, Murda on the beat
Baby Draco on the seat, man, it's murder in the street
Need a sports agent, 30-30 on the sleeve
Dick-suck niggas tryna join a nigga team
Where was you?
I was in the gym all night tryna get this shit together like I hoop
Livin' proof
I was workin' overtime
These niggas playin', I was tryna feed the crew, nigga
Two-four-seven-three-six-six, thick bitch
Say she wanna fuck, made her suck dick, touch this
Keep it plain, only factory can touch this
Heavy load, creative control, nigga, come quick
It's a scope on the AR like we hunt shit
Fuck rap, I'll get back on that one shit
This my life, trill spill, I don't stunt, bitch
Touch down, every town, we don't punt, bitch (yeah)
My up and they up, that ain't the same
Took the 'Dweller off, put on a prez', this ain't the same kit
I was down bad in the trap wearin' the same shit
Now a t-shirt cost a stack 'cause it ain't shit
I don't know how to make memes, so I make flips
I don't take shit from no bitch, I'm a real pimp
My niggas sell cocaine and they take hits
Your bitch got a lot of mouth and can't take dick
Used to reup with my connect once a month
Now I'm ridin' through the ghetto tryna 'vest this shit or somethin'
Call an Instagram model, tell her let's get into somethin'
All a nigga do is work like I'm Mexican or somethin', yeah
Two-four-seven-three-six-six, thick bitch
Say she wanna fuck, made her suck dick, touch this
Keep it plain, only factory can touch this
Heavy load, creative control, nigga, come quick
It's a scope on the AR like we hunt shit
Fuck rap, I'll get back on that one shit
This my life, trill spill, I don't stunt, bitch
Touch down, every town, we don't punt, bitch
20 bands, 50 bands, hundred bands, that ain't shit to me
Hit your bitch with my mask on, trick or treat
Green beam on the chopper like a Christmas tree
Three diamond links on, 40-cent a piece
You ain't gotta pay for nothin', bitch, you with a G
Took a thousand G7s down to Tennessee
Big Rollie on my wrist when I lift the sleeve
Copped a 2020 Benz when I hit the streets
Make my bitch pull a bitch, I ain't gotta cheat
Put them niggas out of business 'cause I got it cheap
Stop lyin', boy, you finished, you can't lie to me (broke)
All I talk 'bout is numbers like the lottery
Oh, shit, haha
