Released on April 4, 2025

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[Intro: OhGeesy]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy


[Verse 1: OhGeesy]

Touch down, M.I.A. in the sunshine state (Jet)

Jet skis and bad hoes, man, I love the whole place

Touch down, LA, bitch, we run the whole state

Why I get a lot of love? Give a fuck about hate

Why I make a lot of funds? Switch a whole lot of weight

And I fuck her every hood from Daygo to the Bay

All the hoods, East Coast to the East of LA

We don't never press pause, niggas only push play


[Chorus: OhGeesy]

Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight

With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—)

I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright?

Yeah, got the blicky, alright

Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight

With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—)

I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright?

Yeah, got the blicky, alright


[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]

Used to ride in buckets, now we hoppin' out of Porsches

I shot him, I got blood on my Forces, we torched him

Drakey with the wood, got him runnin' like he Forrest

Nigga, floor it, we got 12 on our dick 'cause we important

[Bridge: Fenix Flexin & OhGeesy]

We got dope up in that kitchen and that— yeah, come imported

And that— yeah, come imported

Dope up in the kitchen and that— yeah, come imported

Yeah, from Colombia


[Verse 3: OhGeesy]

Ten bad bitches in the room and we runnin' em

Me and Fenix Flexin and we gonna have some fun with her

Every young nigga in my hood got a gun with him

Five blicks with a switch, they all got a drum in 'em

Four cellphones and I don't answer none of 'em

Three freak bitches sayin', "Daddy," can I cum in her? (Yeah)

Two more came through, I can't get enough of them (Rrr)

One zip left but I started with a ton of 'em

Ayy, one shotta, two shotta, three shotta, four

Kick that front door, make you niggas get low

Actin' tough on the internet, real life? You a ho

Real gang members, bitch, we stickin' to the code

Ayy, real trendsetter, Glock go with my clothes

I ain't never by myself, chop' go where I go

You ain't fuckin' with the kid, you can't flow how I flow

We ain't trippin' on a bitch 'cause a ho gon' be a ho

[Chorus: OhGeesy & Fenix Flexin]

Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight

With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—)

I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright

Yeah, got the blicky, alriight

Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight

With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—)

I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright (I got blick with me)

Yeah, got the blicky, alright, ayy


[Verse 4: Fenix Flexin]

Touch down in your city, I got blick with me (Buh)

And you sellin' Mandy, yeah, you know you gotta keep Billy (Keep it on you)

Like I'm at a Tommy Burger, everybody know I need chili (You know I need it)

Nigga, make that wrong move? Get my mans when that heat spillin' (Brrt)

I ain't fuckin' on no bitch with no munyun (With no munyun)

If she ain't got no bag for me, then she done, yeah (Yeah, it's over)

They tryna get a nigga chipped like a Funyun (Like a Funyun)

Chopper got a drummy on it, spillin' out a hundun (Took the hundiddy)

Make it grrt 'til it click, then we out of there, skrrt (Yeah, we out of there)

I don't want no pussy, I'm tryna get up in her purse (Come pay)

I ain't worried 'bout who lookin', nigga, play? I'm gon' burst (Gon' pop it)

Drop skeezy, get sleazy, we gon' take 'em to church (Yeah)

I'm tryna wipe a nigga nose, knock a face off (Bitch)

Boy, I swear I hate them niggas like I'm Adolf (Like I'm Adolf)

I ain't a nigga playin' games but you know we finna play ball (Nigga)

Reach up in my pocket, I got blicky and the 8-ball (I got blick with me)


[Chorus: OhGeesy]

Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight

With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—)

I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright

Yeah, got the blicky, alright

Touch down with a ho, I'm in your city tonight

With the bitches lookin' pretty and the titties sit right (I- I—)

I ain't trippin' off a nigga, got the blicky, alright

Yeah, got the blicky, alright, ayy