Touchdown

Touchdown - Lil Baby

Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Wesley Glass/Dylan Cleary-Krell/Jayden Christodoulou

Composed by：Dominique Jones/Wesley Glass/Dylan Cleary-Krell/Jayden Christodoulou

Produced by：Wheezy/Dez Wright/9Jay

Wheezy outta here

Yeah yeah

Back on my young **** made a bunch of this ****

Watch me thumb through that **** keep a blunt of that ****

And you know how I come when I come in through that *****

Got the streets in a lock I done conquered that ****

Got the ball in my hand I can't fumble this ****

He get hit stick I get touchdown

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

**** get hot then I know how to chill out

These streets

Smokin' d**е if you're thinkin' I'll sell out

Stupid

From the hood to the pen into Harvard

I'ma make this **** 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 h*es

You know that they run back and tell everythin' that you said 'bout it

Lil' h*e

Weird I don't know what to call it

Buster

Real gangster I ain't rockin' no nail polish

No

Where I'm from when they rob you don't tell on 'em

Go and get you a hammer and nail some'

Ever since I was little tryna sell some

Racks

Penthouse top of the top I done levelled up

Stacks

Ridin' 'round with Dracs and Glocks

The vehicle BP we still be on all that

Stuck

I ain't sayin' you a *****

But you know your **** got took and you had to charge that

Really could've been a pimp

The way that she trickin' these and give me a charge back

I love you

It ain't sweet in the streets gotta beat the concrete

This **** really should come with a hard hat

No cap

All that arguin' on cameras ain't called for

No way

Know I come through and clutch like a small forward

I can turn your lil' men into bag carriers

I'm still ******* them over in all areas

Back on my young **** made a bunch of this ****

Watch me thumb through that **** keep a blunt of that ****

And you know how I come when I come in through that *****

Got the streets in a lock I done conquered that ****

Got the ball in my hand I can't fumble this ****

He get hit stick I get touchdown

He get hit stick I get touchdown

He get hit stick I get touchdown

Pull up crazy that car gon' get blew down

Blew it

Popped a je-nee-nee hit her for two hours

Smack

Give her racks when we **** I don't do flowers

Paranoid I'm ****** up from the shootouts

Bow-bow

I made all this **** 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 ain't nothin' you can do 'bout it

No

She that ***** she pop out with a new body

Sex

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

I done told you before that I'm low down

Don't trip

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

Back on my young **** made a bunch of this ****

Watch 'em thumb through that **** keep a blunt of that ****

And you know how I come when I come in through that *****

Kept the streets in a lock I done conquered that ****

Got the ball in my hand I can't fumble that ****

He get hit stick I get touchdown

He get hit stick I get touchdown

He get hit stick I get touchdown

Yeah go with your instinct gon' let that switch sting

I heard your ***** stink I don't want her