LETRATouchdownLil Baby

Wheezy outta here
Yeah, yeah

Back on my young nigga shit, made a bunch of this shit
Watch me thumb through that shit, keep a blunt of that shit
And you know how I come when I come through that bitch
Got the streets in a lock, I done conquered that shit
Got the ball in my hand, I can't fumble that shit
He get hit stick, I get touch down

I just sold 'em 200, it's rush hour
Was determined to buy me a bust down
Back in school, I was serving the bus drivers
He was talking, now he got the hush mouth
Put the gas to the floor when I pull out
Told my momma ain't no more getting put out
Know they listen, I know what to put out
Free the guys, I can't wait till they get out
Shit get hot, then I know how to chill out
Smoking dope if you're thinking I'll sell out
From the hood to the pen into Harvard
I'ma make this shit happen regardless
Skateboard P, Louie V on my garments
I'm the bank, if you broke, need to borrow some'
Why they playing like I ain't the hardest?
Like I ain't tryna dodge the charges?

Ain't no pillow talking to hoes
You know that they run back and tell everything that you said 'bout it
Nigga weird, I don't know what to call it
Real gangsta, I ain't rocking no nail polish
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'
Penthouse top of the top, I done leveled up

Riding 'round with Dracs and Glocks
The vehicle BP, we still be on all that
I ain't saying you a bitch, but you know your shit
Got took, and you had to charge that
Really could've been a pimp
The way that she tricking these niggas and give me a charge back
It ain't sweet in the streets, gotta beat the concrete
This shit really should come with a hard hat
All that arguing on cameras ain't called for
Know I come through and clutch like a small forward
I can turn your lil' men into bag carriers
I'm still fucking them over in all areas

Back on my young nigga shit, made a bunch of this shit
Watch me thumb through that shit, keep a blunt of that shit
And you know how I come when I come through that bitch
Got the streets in a lock, I done conquered that shit
Got the ball in my hand, I can't fumble that shit
He get hit stick, I get touch down
He get hit stick, I get touch down
He get hit stick, I get touch down

Pull up crazy, that car gon' get blew down
Popped a je-nee-nee, hit her for two hours
Give her racks when we fuck, I don't do flowers
Paranoid, I'm fucked up from the shootouts
I made all this shit 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
I'm that nigga, ain't nothing you can do 'bout it
She that bitch, she pop out with a new body
From a Buick Regal to a Bugatti
Made it out and got rich, but I still grind
Cut the lights off and all of us still shine
Eliantte and Wafi get more diamonds
I done told you before that I'm low down
Got more guns than a COD loadout
I'ma take me a few 'fore I got out
You want everything new, but you wore out
You want everything new, but you wore out

Back on my young nigga shit, made a bunch of this shit
Watch me thumb through that shit, keep a blunt of that shit
And you know how I come when I come through that bitch
Got the streets in a lock, I done conquered that shit
Got the ball in my hand, I can't fumble that shit
He get hit stick, I get touch down
He get hit stick, I get touch down
He get hit stick, I get touch down

Yeah, go with your instinct, gon' let that switch sting
I heard your bitch stink, I'on want her