Touchdown Yo Gotti

[Intro]
(Uh, oh)
Aye, you know I'm cocaine-crazy right?
(Looks like a blowout)
These niggas go white this, white that
Quit fucking with me (White everything)
Aye li'l bitch I fuck with talk 'bout she want white cat
You know this my city nigga! (Ho, you crazy)
Pussy ass nigga
(Cocaine 4)

[Hook]
I got bass in the trunk, highs on the inside
Marshmallow paint, 49er's on the inside
Touchdown, a nigga going long
Field goal, extra point a nigga going strong
210 on the dash, blue jean inside
White wit' blue top, like the Yankees when I come past
Home run, that boy out the park
Bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart

[Verse 1]
Streets talking, Gotti been doing good
Niggas wanna try em, couple niggas from the hood
You know how that go, niggas say you don't fuck with 'em
Truth be told when I was hustlin' I ain't fuck with 'em (Fuck 'em)
Same nigga still owe me on a pack
Think a nigga forgot because I'm rappin'? (Nah)
When I get off the road, I shoot back to my town
New whips, new watch, fuck with me, it's going down
Own family hating, niggas looking mad
Guess it be little better if a nigga was doing bad
But momma got a smile
Brother still wild
I gotta get this money, I just had another child
They say I'm getting fat, guess I'm eating good
20 racks in the motor, got my name under the hood, (Yo Gotti),
Sometimes I think back, I could've went fed
This a chance in a lifetime, I gotta think ahead