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I Just Touched Down

Big KRIT

Hood Fame

17

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Intro:] Hey lets get it nigga It's all my street nigga, man this shit so soulful nigga I feel (?) some shit like this, yea I know it's the mixtape and all nigga But they gotta keep it real (?) know what I'm saying? (?) [Hook:] I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down Just-just j-just-just j-just down I just-just j-just-just j-just... [Verse 1:] I just touched down in my city on chrome Working wood wheel from a yella gettin' dome Gators on my toes, love how I'm livin' Aye tell me what I'm doing if I ain't fuckin' pimpin' I had some major setbacks but I'm still grindin' Haters love to see me down but I'm still shinin' Motivate the real and the trill to get this dough I gotta little hustle plus I'm good with my flow Push it to the max when I steer into a bitch I tell her get this money, have no love for a trick It's all about the (?) girl, you gotta be a beast (?) And can't no ho around my city escape my mouthpiece I'm something like Golden, call me a mack I put up on the track and they bring it right back Cause pimpin' is my child (?) for miles Still block a (?) I'm a whole professional (?) [Hook:] [Verse 2:] I just got paid, working on a slab When y'all was watching cartoons I was peeping Shafts I'm only 18, but I'm feeled by the grown folk Hit that Bobby Brown but my rapping shit is strong though Put it in your face, every bar and every line Feeling cash like Ray (?), I'm a pimp in my mind King in my rhyme Fuck you think different? They call me Saint Nick cause my flow so gifted I'm still hollin' greater (?) later to my niggas locked up All them OGs, and soldier (?) fuckin' blocks up What's the damn deal? Holla at a playa I hate a bitch, (?) keep walking if it ain't about paper I'm trill in my field, down like 4 flat (?) Tires on cutthroat, S-S-R Cadillac Might have (?) on the syrup I've been sippin' (?) came out my momma's womb breathing life into this pimpin' [Hook:]
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