Touchdown. Lyrics

I been working overtime until the sundown

Bad lil thang she from uptown

Crew just hit the function it got shut down

Running to the ugh it's a touchdown

Too high off the pack I can't come down

Dummy ran his mouth so he got run down

Way too many hours this ain't luck now

Running to the ugh it's a touchdown

Boy I run it like a track meet

Turn off my location told lil shawty you can't track me

Onthis on the keys so you know that's why the track heat

They say Yogi fire oh my God he must attract heat

Los too loaded he got stamina

Paparazzi cameras

Oh he think he man enough

That boy too cold like Canada

They just mad they can't be us

Your lil' wave can't carry us

New York dinners fancy us

British girls they fancy us

Jersey style livin' we get dirty wit it

Cuban style chains so you know we livin'

Old school soul so we dressing vintage

Always movin' silent got the windows tinted

Young Mr. Wonderful I'm swimmin' with sharks

Y'all be worried bout some carts while I'm filling up carts

Might just take off with the Ridley I got tired of cars

Workin' everyday just to chill one day with the stars

I been working overtime until the sundown

Bad lil thang she from uptown

Crew just hit the function it got shut down

Running to the ugh it's a touchdown

Too high off the pack I can't come down

Dummy ran his mouth so he got run down

Way too many hours this ain't luck now

Running to the ugh it's a touchdown