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rio da yung og & grindhard e - touchdown lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)

[verse 1: grindhard e]
i just dodged a fed case, i gotta crack a smile
plug called, said he got some cookie, i text back, “pound”
’bout to smoke a quarter+pound and then break the rest down
play with the dog, i need three thousand a pup now

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
i told promoters i need ten when i touch down
had a dope house for two months, that b+tch got shut down
i stopped drinkin’ for a minute, i need a cup now
told e to pour this red up and break this runtz down
[verse 3: grindhard e]
just drunk all the drank, we on the hunt now
invest all our money in real estate, like, f+ck a bust down
just picked a cup up, it’s hard to put down
was ’bout to f+ck this one n+gga b+tch, but she was run+down

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
e, you mean “ran+down?”
just popped a percocet, i put the xans down
feds came in my sp+ce, i put the grams down
my aht just wanna beef with n+ggas, he put ham down

[verse 5: grindhard e]
my lil’ n+ggas wanna k!ll some opps, i told ’em, “stand down”
n+gga thought he was gon’ rob me, but it ain’t playin’ out
they tried to box me in, we had a standdown
d+mn, i mean a standoff
gave lil’ dog a quarter+pound and he ran off

[verse 6: rio da yung og]
get to talkin’ spicy on the mic, cut the fan off
if you had my fingers, you would cut your hands off
i’m tired of bein’ on house arrest, i cut my leg off
a hundred fifty dollars for a line when i get red off
a hundred pounds of cookie in the car, smell like a dead dog
when i was young, ain’t have no friends, that’s why i’m well+off
my mama bought a trick bike, i took the pegs off
when i was thirteen, i was in the trap, gettin’ regs off
i bought a ruger with the pros and then i fell off
[verse 7: grindhard e]
i’m ’bout to sell some big sh+t, cut the scale off
my white boy just asked me for a line, but i don’t sell soft
i can’t believe this old n+gga gettin’ regs off
i need three hundred for a zip or the sale off
told him, “meet me on detroit street, got my cell off”
drove all the way to the d, d+mn, my sale gone
wanna meet? send a location, i don’t talk on phones
cook the dope in the microwave, i don’t f+ck with stoves

[verse 8: rio da yung og]
i got on sandals, cookin’ dope at my ho house
you know this sh+t finna be good, i got my toes out
i got into with my b+tch and broke her whole mouth
you got into it with your b+tch, she put your clothes out
when i was young, i went skatin’ ’cause the hoes was out
i pulled the strap out on the rink and made ’em roll bounce
he told the police where we trappin’, searched the whole house
mortal kombat, i beat his ass then sn+tched his throat out
.308 bullet, this b+tch’ll go through four houses
me and e just smoked a zip and matched four ounces

[verse 9: grindhard e]
n+gga, all my cribs slap just like some dope houses
only weed gettin’ served outta here, ain’t no dope out it
the plug cut the power off, we had a dope outage
the police hit the crib two times, we bought some more houses
this b+tch said she got some coke, i f+cked the blow out her
i told her that i misplaced the sh+t, she gave me more ounces
just left the doc, went to the pharm’ and got some more narcotics
just went and got my mama car, she let me serve up out it
my big cuz an arsonist, he like to burn up houses
can’t believe my auntie a fiend, she like to burn up ounces
forgot who i was talkin’ to on the phone, almost served my mama
woke up with some cake and some syrup, not no aunt jemima

- rio da yung og grindhard e lyrics

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