Lyrics Touchdown - Goonew, Esco

Touchdown

Pack touch down, we 'bout to flip it again
Take a trip to the UPS
Got the junkies lined up at the door
They geekin', they waitin' to get a taste
I’m finna take me a trip to the A
I’m meetin' my plug in Bouldercrest
AR pistol, shootin' right through your vest
223s, yeah, they makin' a mess
I’m deep in the pot, tryna whip up a vet
Got my gloves on like I’m a chef
For dissin', yeah, I shoot like I’m Steph
South Park, cook that dope with my left
A hundred Ps on the mega bus
Score me some Actavis and some 'Tuss
Poppin' these percs, nigga, feel the rush
Chasin' that money, can’t get enough
I’m chasin' that money, can’t get enough
Not chasin' no bitches, I’m tryna get rid of 'em
Bitches gettin' mad 'cause she ain’t gettin' hit enough
She call me one more time, dismissin' her
She say you can’t cut me off
But when I called her, she came to pick me up
And all the work, we put it in the trunk
If the feds are behind us, then, boo, ain’t no givin' up
Still in this, been in this tinted truck
The 762, they gon' lift him up
Makin' shit hot, yeah, I turn up the temperature
Nigga want beef, then I got him a cinema
You sayin' you gang but you ain’t no killer, bruh
A thousand rounds like it’s ten of us
These niggas clowns, boy, you been a bluff
A thousand bales came in in the pickup truck
Who you lil niggas think you kiddin'?
I’m flippin' the pies, nigga, Thanksgiving
In November, ain’t no Thanksgiving
'Cause all my niggas robbin', stealin', killin'
Came up, nigga, drug dealin'
In the hood, nigga, bird picture
But if it’s tension, you can get you an issue
Wipe a nigga ass down like some tissue
Pack touch down, we 'bout to flip it again
Take a trip to the UPS
Got the junkies lined up at the door
They geekin', they waitin' to get a taste
I’m finna take me a trip to the A
I’m meetin' my plug in Bouldercrest
AR pistol, shootin' right through your vest
223s, yeah, they makin' a mess
I’m deep in the pot, tryna whip up a vet
Got my gloves on like I’m a chef
For dissin', yeah, I shoot like I’m Steph
South Park, cook that dope with my left
A hundred Ps on the mega bus
Score me some Actavis and some 'Tuss
Poppin' these percs, nigga, feel the rush
Chasin' that money, can’t get enough
Cash in the pack when I touch down
GoonRich, fuck the whole town
Poppin' these xans, I can’t hear no sounds
Chop up a brick and I bust it down
Esco, he shoot, that’s a hundred rounds
I break down the OG then flood the town
I get it, won’t jam it, won’t make a sound
I whip up a baby, I beat it down
I came in this bitch and I’m totin' my gun
Hundred round drum, I ain’t shootin' no pump
100k bond, I’m still on the run
I’m servin' them junkies, I beat up my arm
I’m still in the hood, got the shit from the farm
I thumb through the money, I only fuck with the hundreds
You pussy ass nigga, you act like your mama
Shit, what, ooh, and I’m 'bout to flood the town
Pussy nigga, we gon' flood the town
GoonRich, came with hundred pounds
Esco shootin', that’s a hundred rounds
Shit, shit, you know how we comin', hundred rounds
Pew, pew, that’s a man down
GoonRich pinna flood the town
Pack touch down, we 'bout to flip it again
Take a trip to the UPS
Got the junkies lined up at the door
They geekin', they waitin' to get a taste
I’m finna take me a trip to the A
I’m meetin' my plug in Bouldercrest
AR pistol, shootin' right through your vest
223s, yeah, they makin' a mess
I’m deep in the pot, tryna whip up a vet
Got my gloves on like I’m a chef
For dissin', yeah, I shoot like I’m Steph
South Park, cook that dope with my left
A hundred Ps on the mega bus
Score me some Actavis and some 'Tuss
Poppin' these percs, nigga, feel the rush
Chasin' that money, can’t get enough