[Chorus: osquinn]
Touchdown, still fly, on fleek
Money got short, no blunt on me
Bitch got sick, no cunt for me
Pulled over last night, roll one for me
[Verse 1: osquinn]
Too lit, I ain't go home 'til 3
You is busy dissin', never gettin' no cheese
Nigga tried to pull a fast one, had to—
Had to burn a bridge with my main homie
Put 7 up, swear to God I'ma hit you
Bitch set me up, got the drop, ain't no issue
Shit got misheard, now she gotta use a tissue
I apologize for the words I may misuse
Foot up on they neck, makin' moves like jiu jitsu
You was sendin' texts, I was tryna send a missile
She was tryna diss, she a bitch, niggas been knew
All it take is one call for a whole career fizzlе
[Bridge: osquinn]
Front row with your ho on a boat or somethin'
Why you tryna act like you know or somethin'?
Why you tryna act likе you know or somethin'? (Tss)
I was on the road in that mode or somethin'
Why you tryna act like you know or somethin'?
Why you tryna act like you know or somethin'?
[Chorus: osquinn]
Touchdown, still fly, on fl— touchd—
Touchdown, still fly, on fleek
Money got short, no blunt on me
Bitch got sick, no cunt for me
Pulled over last night, roll one for me
[Verse 2: FearDorian]
I don't got the stick, I'm usin' hands and my feet, nigga
When we drop this shit, you got it playin' on repeat, nigga
I got niggas that don't play, you wanna meet with 'em?
If you passin' me the K then be discreet with it
You in the streets, but that don't mean that you a street nigga
In a cold winter day we kept the heat
I'm still workin' as an artist tryna make ends meet
Catch his ass in traffic, then he ran into the street
Numbers on a screen, that shit don't mean much to me
I was in the trap with piercings, niggas mean muggin' me
I done played into the game, fuck the industry
He gon' catch a couple clips, watch 'em end the stream
Calculatin' math, nigga, watch me count the green
That wasn't a vision when you seen me in your dream
You can be anybody that you wanna be
I was gettin' paper, nigga, you was on a screen
Straight hatin' from the bleachers, I don't see ya
Uh, pussy, I don't see ya
Straight hatin' from the bleachers, I don't see ya
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