Touchdown (With Bankrol Hayden) Testo

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Testo Touchdown (With Bankrol Hayden)

(Smoove made it)
(They think me and Steeze movin' keys, man)
(Ayo Whit)

Touchdown
Back up in the city, I just bought a bustdown
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sun down
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now
We been gettin' hi-i-i-igh
Baby, will you sli-i-i-ide?
She know she a di-i-i-ime
Push up on me for the ni-i-i-i-i-ight

Ride around in that Lamborghini
College girls with no bikini
Rockstar, like, take it off
Fuck a bitch then I'm gone, Houdini
Came in in my Mike Amiris
SBs, they Ben & Jerry
Paintballs, like I was Barrie
Young, rich and I'm legеndary

She want me to put her on a planе
Could've bought a brand new Range, instead I'm icin' out a chain
I swear yo' bitch could've hit it, but I only want the brain
Bendin' over, doin' Pilates, you know shawty do her thing

Eighteen, I copped my first bustdown
It's obvious you hate me 'cause you from my hometown
Bitch, how you say you love me? You ain't never stayed down
Run it back like Derrick Henry, get the pack and

Touchdown
Back up in the city, I just bought a bustdown
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sun down
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now
We been gettin' hi-i-i-igh
Baby, will you sli-i-i-ide?
She know she a di-i-i-ime
Push up on me for the ni-i-i-i-i-ight

We got green lasers on my Glock like I'm Yoda
Put a four inside my Sprite, she sippin' on a pink soda
Told a bad bitch touch her toes around my crib, she doin' yoga
We shootin', they don't shoot back, we got range, this ain't no Rover

L-l-look up in the mirror, that's a star what I see
Oh, she a bop, she gon' let me get the top for the free
She been lockin' niggas up, but she know me, I got the key
I won't never save a bitch, just get her gone for the week
She want a youngin' from the South, bank account big amounts
Up in California getting booted off the loud
Boy your pockets in the drought (Uh), tell me what that 'bout?
She ain't never loved the kid, but now she face down

Touchdown
Back up in the city, I just bought a bustdown
Gang be slidin' with me, that's until the sun down
Fell in love with hundreds, like to watch 'em rain down, uh
Got up off the bench, I'm in the game now
We been gettin' hi-i-i-igh
Baby, will you sli-i-i-ide?
She know she a di-i-i-ime
Push up on me for the ni-i-i-i-i-ight