IM - Touchdown Lyrics

Four quarter shit, had to go lockdown, I just did a zip, load a shot up now
Registered my bitch on the block, f*ck now, Ten new planes, watch em all touch down
I'm on a perk right now, feelin' like a jerk, new t-shirt cloud
Grip on a 40 light stroud, I'm makin' em proud, it's takin' some doubt

Where would I be without fame in the cloud
People tryna make it, they can't make it out, They tryna fake it, can't copy my sound
Rule number one, don't be writin' shit down
Bars off the boat, watch em dive off the bow

Start a new glow, I mean, look at the chop
Girl on the side, all we do is get wild, wild, wild
No, I don't give a few stacks on any ol' rag
The fact that I act when I'm off the act

We makin' a pack, I'm breakin' it back
Shit makin' me laugh, that's how this shit last
After we smoke on that gas, I'ma f*ck up a pack
I ain't care about the act, it ain't bein' no bad

Now the homie on sad, put the fries in the bag
In the skies with the dab, in the skies
Four quarter shit, had to go lockdown, I just did a zip load a shot up now
Registered my bitch on the block up now

Ten new planes, watch em all touchdown
When I'm with you, ain't no stress, you give me the best
You give me the sex, you give me the throat
You who is the GOAT, know that I do it the most

Know that I just ran a bowl
If we goin' back, we gon' roll
I'm floatin' for Clover, know that it's over
If we goin' back in the Rover

End it in boulder, bendin it over
And I'm gon' beat from the back
And I'm gon' eat it like act
And I'm gon' eat it like act

And I'm gon' beat from the back
And I'm gon' eat it like act
And I'm gon' eat it like act
And I'm gon' eat it like act

I ain't gon' wish on a bitch
I ain't gon' wish on a bitch
I ain't gon' wish on a bitch
I ain't gon' wish for her lice

I ain't gon' wish on a bitch
She ain't givin' Netflix
I ain't gon' wish on the trish
I ain't gon' smoke in that tree

She know what I need
Know that I got the police
She know I'm stylin' that sheet
I'm destroyin' the fiends

She got what I need
Bottle counting

Southside I'm sipping dat Fanta
Might stay a week in Atlanta
Hanging with dogs and the scammers
No, I don't hang with the jammers

Know that I'm givin' em Gs
Know that I'm givin' em pleas
Making them Gs
Making them peas

Know that I get it with Gs
I just might smoke on the trish
Trish, trish
Smoke on the trish

Trish, trish
Smoke on the trish
Trish, trish
Smoke on the smoke on the

Smoke on the smoke on the
Know that I'm dope
I just roll dope
Woah, woah

Woah, woah
Keep going
Don't go

Four quarter shit, had to go lockdown, I just did a zip, load a shot up now
Registered my bitch on the block, f*ck now, Ten new planes, watch em all touch down
Four quarter shit, had to go lockdown, I just did a zip, load a shot up now
Registered my bitch on the block, f*ck now, Ten new planes, watch em all touch down
Four quarter shit, had to go lockdown, I just did a zip, load a shot up now
Registered my bitch on the block, f*ck now, Ten new planes, watch em all touch down