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caim - ##touchdown كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ay man, say man
big dmg, no 1k man
n-gg-s already know i don’t play man
yuh, bury caim man

[verse 1: caim]
pack just touched down, i need the run down
n-gg- won’t walkdown on my goons
n-gg-s get nervous whenever i step in
this lil n-gg- jumped out the function and zoomed

they said i won’t flexin’ it look like a runway
every time i step out the room
dmg, dead men walking, i swing at his neck lace
now he meeting his doom

so many rappers out tryna be hard, you not flexing
you do it all just for impression
he not gon press sh-t, if he want test this
i apply pressure and he hit the deathbed

don’t hit my phone or my ig or twitter
lil n-gg- stay tf outta my mentions
he want a feature, she wanna meet me
prolly gon hit her and run wit his bread quick

she wanna kick it, she noisy, no crickets
i’m finna buss it all right on her chestpiece
pop out god, love making an entrance
rockin’ the best, and you rockin’ a tech fleece

servin’ so good like “can i get the check please?”
rollie so cold it’s switchin the seasons
i needa reup on some of my flexing
i just might cop me some hermes or fendi

[hook]
pack just touched down, i need the run down
n-gg- won’t walkdown on my goons
n-gg-s get nervous whenever i step in
this lil n-gg- jumped out the function and zoomed

said i won’t flexin’ it look like a runway
every time i step out the room
dmg, dead men walking, i swing at his neck lace
now he meeting his doom(x2)

[verse 2: caim]
these n-gg-s acting, got nothing to prove
it’s me or her dude, she know who to choose
ignorin’ his shorty, she callin’ me rude
keep it a hunnid, all greens and blues

i’m on the move, i need a coupe
can’t even drive it, f-ck imma do
might jus crash it, hotbox, thrash sh-t
pedal get mashed like i’m smashin’ his boo

[verse 3: homisaad]
i got the pack, feelin like packso

say she wanna f-ck, bring me them racks over

i got a stick in a glick and a mac on me

no im not blood, but i got them slatts round me

he not on sh-t, we takin a pack from him

b-tch im not cuz, but i keep them racks on me

ride down a block, swerve in a big body

call up my jitts, them n-gg-s sh-t starters

i shoot to k!ll, it ain’t no hitmark

i got n-gg-s in the field like big parks

i got sh-t that could make ya whole wig part

i be smokin gas, that sh-t like big fart

got a tool, but he got it from quickmart

you not a real n-gg- you playing that b-tch part

he be duckin under sh-t when that sit spark

im bout the damage you n-gg-s won’t get far

[hook: caim]
pack just touched down, i need the run down
n-gg- won’t walkdown on my goons
n-gg-s get nervous whenever i step in
this lil n-gg- jumped out the function and zoomed

they said i won’t flexin’ it look like a runway
every time i step out the room
dmg, dead men walking, i swing at his neck lace
now he meeting his doom

- caim

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