Lil' Debbie Touchdown
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
I got the juice, I got the sauce
Bitch, and I'm feeling the boss
Stick to the facts, count up the rest, I just been killing 'em all
Stuck to the code, out on the road, I just been feeling my bag
Broke all them molds, watch how they fold, all in their feelings, they mad
Queen in my blood and they can't relate
Getting this money like state to state
Tipping the scale with this major weight
Queen of the game, I'm like eight for eight
Sitting back and let my haters hate 'cos all this grate I make got me living great
Sitting back and I'm just counting racks and I'm just mounting stacks shit intimidate
I reiterate
[Chorus]
(Touchdown)
Talkin' 'bout time (Buss down)
If we talkin' 'bout shine (Us now)
We talkin' 'bout mine (Flushed out)
I been the shit on my shit don't forget
Ain't nothing changed but the digits I kick
Just like the blunts, all my shit is gon' hit
Don't need no fire, my circle's too lit
Bitch, shit! (Touchdown)
Talkin' 'bout time (Buss down)
If we talkin' 'bout shine (Us now)
We talkin' 'bout mine (Flushed out)
I been the shit on my shit don't forget
Ain't nothing changed but the digits I kick
Just like the blunts, all my shit is gon' hit
Don't need no fire, my circle's too lit
Bitch, shit!
[Verse 2]
I got the flavor, it's all in the sauce, ain't no assumptions and faults
Bossy behavior, they lovin' the floss, broke be the bitches, we off
Debbie be draped in that Abloh with my eyes low
Ask me how hard does my drive go? Murciélago
Pedal to metal, you ain't on this level
You bitches be puppets, I'm more like Gepetto
My diamonds stay shining, some white and some yellow
I stunt on my haters, that feeling is special
Icy at the best so I'm cold as f..ck
Find me some fire to roll it up
Still in the cut and still blowed as f..ck
Fully reloaded, let's blow it up
I be that bitch that they imitate
Change up the lane like it's interstate
He said he need it so I let him eat it then kick his ass out, that's a dinner date
I be the bitch that you can't escape
I'll leave the scene then it's yellow tape
Bitch I go hard when I'm in the paint
Debbie just hustle and innovate, bitch, I been living great
[Chorus]
(Touchdown)
Talkin' 'bout time (Buss down)
If we talkin' 'bout shine (Us now)
We talkin' 'bout mine (Flushed out)
I been the shit on my shit don't forget
Ain't nothing changed but the digits I kick
Just like the blunts, all my shit is gon' hit
Don't need no fire, my circle's too lit
Bitch, shit! (Touchdown)
Talkin' 'bout time (Buss down)
If we talkin' 'bout shine (Us now)
We talkin' 'bout mine (Flushed out)
I been the shit on my shit don't forget
Ain't nothing changed but the digits I kick
Just like the blunts, all my shit is gon' hit
Don't need no fire, my circle's too lit
Bitch, shit!
