Touchdown - Lil Debbie

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

(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!

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 fuck

Find me some fire to roll it up

Still in the cut and still blowed as fuck

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

(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!