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touchdown - lil baby lyrics

[intro: lil baby & future]
(wheezy outta here)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
back on my young n*gga sh*t, made a bunch of this sh*t (oh, yeah)
watch me thumb through that sh*t, keep a blunt of that sh*t
and you know how i come when i come in through that b*tch
got the streets in a lock, i done conquered that sh*t
got the ball in my hand, i can’t fumble this sh*t
he get hit stick, i get touchdown

[verse 1]
i just sold ’em two*hundred, it’s rush hour (come)
was determined to buy me a bustdown (huh)
back in school, i was servin’ the bus drivers
he was talkin’, now he got the hush mouth (shut up)
put the gas to the floor when i pull out (skrr)
told my mama “ain’t no more gettin’ put out”
know they listen, i know what to put out (i do)
free the guys, i can’t wait ’til they get out (stay solid)
sh*t gеt hot, then i know how to chill out (these streets)
smokin’ dopе if you’re thinkin’ i’ll sell out (stupid)
from the hood to the pen into harvard
i’ma make this sh*t happen regardless
skateboard p, louis v on my garments
i’m the bank, if you broke, need to borrow some
why they playin’ like i ain’t the hardest? (dumb)
like i ain’t tryna dodge the charges? (stay low)
ain’t no pillowtalkin’ to hoes
you know that they run back and tell everythin’ that you said ’bout it (lil’ hoe)
n*ggas weird, i don’t know what to call it (buster)

[chorus]
back on my young n*gga sh*t, made a bunch of this sh*t (uh*huh)
watch me thumb through that sh*t, keep a blunt of that sh*t
and you know how i come when i come in through that b*tch
got the streets in a lock, i done conquered that sh*t
got the ball in my hand, i can’t fumble this sh*t
he get hit stick, i get touchdown
he get hit stick, i get touchdown
he get hit stick, i get touchdown

[verse 2]
pull up crazy, that car gon’ get blew down (blew it)
popped a jeneenee, hit her for two hours (smack)
give her racks when we f*ck, i don’t do flowers
paranoid, i’m f*cked up from the shootouts (bow*bow)
i made all this sh*t happen with two ounces
run it up, bought my sisters them new houses
i’m the one, it ain’t nothing the two ’bout me (goat)
i’m that n*gga, ain’t nothin’ you can do ’bout it (no)
she that b*tch, she pop out with a new body (s*x)
from a buick regal to a bugatti
made it out and got rich, but i still grind (grind)
cut the lights off and all of us still shine (phew)
eliantte and wafi, get more diamonds (we here)

got more guns than a cod loadout
i’ma take me a few ‘fore i got out
you want everythin’ new, but you wore out (how?)
you want everythin’ new, but you wore out
[chorus]
back on my young n*gga sh*t, made a bunch of this sh*t
watch ’em thumb through that sh*t, keep a blunt of that sh*t
and you know how i come when i come in through that b*tch
kept the streets in a lock, i done conquered that sh*t
got the ball in my hand, i can’t fumble that sh*t
he get hit stick, i get touchdown
he get hit stick, i get touchdown
he get hit stick, i get touchdown

[outro]
yeah, go with your instinct, gon’ let that switch sting
i heard your b*tch stink, i don’t want her

- lil baby lyrics

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