50
40
there he go
30
20
there he go
touchdown! go! go! go!
running with that sack
emmitt smith
deuce-deuce pocket rocket
emmitt smith
i just touched down on a pussy nigga
i just touched down on a pussy nigga
emmitt smith
emmitt
emmitt smith
emmitt
emmitt smith
emmitt smith
emmitt
emmitt smith
emmitt
emmitt smith
i just touched down on a pussy nigga
i just touched down on a pussy nigga
finessing the plug
i run with that sack and i make a touchdown
ran on the money
hall of fame of finesse
ain't no jim brown
i know my momma she proud of me
young rich nigga
we the new trend now
came a long way
from kicking the doors
now people they pay me in paypal
want me to fuck with you cause i came up nigga?
my-my-my momma she told me she love me
go get money nigga!
i came a long way
from chopping the trenches to rocking the mic and i did it
we did it
my pockets on pinky and i'm taking a pic
from flying from city to city
run with the sack like i'm emmitt and i keep the aiming for niggas who envy
versace
versace
givenchy
givenchy
with double f's on me
no fendi
my niggas ain't feelin' their bitches
they put on the ski mask
they leavin' no witness
my wrist just be spinnin' i'm doin' my fitness
hall of fame trappin'
young niggas i'm feedin'
my wrist game real sick so i need soup by mrs campbells
i'm baking a dozen on camera
young niggas running with the work
earl campbell
trapping in bandos and shelters
young takeoff and i'm finna buy delta
can fit 2 plus 2 in my phantom
your pockets look like they got cancer
i just bought a brand new mercedes from haiti and set it on some walter paytons
my 'migo he asked me to front him a kilo
i threw it to him like i'm peyton
i told momma we gon' make it
now i'm on trips to make
i set the fire with this pocket
rocket
emmitt
emmitt
touchdown
that's a hundred rounds
nigga laid down
none of my plugs from america
africa
australia
chopper gon' bite like bull terriers
none of my niggas they scared of yah!
hang a fuck nigga like ornament nigga
broke ass nigga unfortunate nigga
i keep the babies like orphanage babies! go to the moon like astrologist
we not acceptin' apologies
sellin' the dope to economist
young rich nigga ridin' 'round in the bentley
throwin' money on the ceiling momma told me i'm ignant!
two steps ahead of ya
never been regular
hit a nigga with the antedote and we burry him
hop in the jag'
i'm droppin' the top back
smoking on gas like a nigga got cataracts
duck ass nigga i'm calling you aflac
alley oop dunking them bricks it's a shaq attack
only one bird can bring the whole corner back
like offset been throwin' like a quarterback