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Touchdown (feat. TreyFooly)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Touchdown (feat. TreyFooly) wurde am 1. September 2021 von GelatoBoyz ENT als Teil des Albums Intoxicated veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum1. September 2021
LabelGelatoBoyz ENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM115

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Treyvyn J Wollen
Treyvyn J Wollen
Songwriter
Branden E Johnson
Branden E Johnson
Songwriter

Songtexte

I get to the guap Imma run it up
That bitch giving top she gone run it up
Walk down with a chop Imma gun it up
You don't got no guap know yo funds is up
You hang with the opps the fun is up
I'm fucking yo thot her buns is up
I'm sippin' on wok got double cup
Know that I double the cup
I'm fucking that thot got a butt
I hit up her friend said wussup
Know I'm suacin up and I drip or drown
Now my guap is up hit a different town
Need a different thot need a different mouth
Need a different glock need a different round
Know I'm sippin' wok Know I sip it down
Know the zip is locked Imma ship it out
Got a stick and glock and a smith and now
Touchdown Imma kick it out
Kick it out Imma serve
Got yo bitch she a flirt
Oops I hit a nerve
TreyFooly coming out the Dirt
Wokhart be the purp
Pink pill be the perc
Pop me one then I work
Pop me a pill get to workin'
I got yo bitch and she twerkin'
His and hers tooly in Birkin
She rockin' the Birkin I'm rockin' Dior
You **** is broke and you sleep on DiFloor
I pop me perc but I think I need more
I'm all out of wok I think I need more
My vision is blurred I can't see no more
Can't see a thang
Know I got tints on the range
Walk with a stick you know I'll let it rain
I keep my head high I stood tall through the rain
Can't see a damn thing through these Cartier frames
Everything I got expensive
I got a Bugatti new friends list
I'm thumbin' through money it's endless
Thumb through the racks count up the checks
I hit from the back I cum on her chest
I whip out the mac and you know the rest
Shoot him in the back put that boy to rest
Give him heart attack put him in distress
Got hit with the mac his momma depressed
He fuck with the rats he fuck with the feds
I hit up TreyFooly to slide with the tecs
I grab me a tec and I'm slidin'
I hop in the whip and I'm flyin'
Run up on us and you dyin'
Don't even know why you still tryin'
High in the sky I forgot where I'm driving
Remember the addy I know where I'm slidin'
Slide on yo block and you hidin'
Oh yeah and what was that typin'
You thought I was cappin' you thought I was hypin'
This freestyle you thought I was writin'
Comes to the cake you that I'm bitin'
I had to bite the cake
I had to wife the K
Know I got white the yay, hooray
Know it's a party now
Shit fuck got a potty mouth
Bitch fuck she a thotty now
Big butt get erotic now
Big bucks know I got it now
Paper chasin' all these racks
Patiently wait for the stacks
As soon as I touch double back
Double back, duffle bag no Ruffle bag
But I still got all these chips
Fucking that bitch grab her hips
I'm breaking her spine then I dip
Written by: Branden E Johnson, Treyvyn J Wollen
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