Marching / Touchdown* Yeat

[Intro]
I-I
Woah (I, I-I)
Woah
Oh, that's -
Made me feel this shit, that's a bad lifestyle
Got some bad money, but I coupled up this lifestyle (Woah)
I cut ties off, I cut dreads off, I cut you off
I-I'm working on dying
BNYX

[Chorus]
Touch down in London on this private jet (Yeah)
I make them millions, that make you wanna flex (Yeah)
Yeah, I bought that building right next to the vet (Yeah)
Bitch, I been so high, I don't even touch the ground (Woah)
Who gon' touch my diamonds, who gon' jump around? (Yeah)
I got money in my pocket, that bitch got fatter now
Heard your ass been falling out, heard your ass falling down (Woah)
They can't cross me bitch, but I turned it upside down (Woo)
Put money on ya' head, put money on yo' wig
Put money on this whip, this Urus go 200 bitch (Skrr)

[Verse]
Said I bought the Bеnz, I'm pushing it, yank on the bitch (Yank on it)
And fuck what you say, you a lil' bitty bitch (Lil' bitty)
A lil' bitty itty-ty bitch (Itty-ty)
I call up the mob, and them mothеrfuckers hit (Yeah)
I'm talkin' bout it-it-it
Yeah, you couldn't get 'nough even wit' all of these racks (Ooh-yeah), you got, but you ain't even need it
I don't give a fuck what you said, you a bitch, them motherfuckers never regret it (Bitch)
Yeah, I told you you'd never exist, yeah, the addy, the motherfuckin' red-y (Red-y)
Yankin' that bitch off the side, I'm making that bitch like the drums (Bap)
I put on the clip, it's a drum (Ooh, oo-a)
Got big balls I don't run (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, no fun (Yeah)
You don't even got no funds (Rr)
Lil' bitty bitch got the— Err (Woo)
Swervin' that— Rr (Woo)
I'm on the side wit' the— Rr (Eh)
Couldn't decide by the whole world
Lil' pussy lil' bitch go do homework
I'm in space, see the whole world (Yeah, yeah)
Jackin' my style but it ain't worth it (It ain't), that shit will never work (Yeah)
Run it again, 'cause that shit will never work